Reset Forty-Eight, Day Thirty-Two

Didn't feel like eating what I'd planned for dinner Friday. That was like three days in a row. Instead I dug out a microwave meal from the freezer. Pad Thai noodles with tofu. The tofu was textured and both felt and tasted a lot like dry chicken, which I found both creepy and fascinating. I can't say I enjoyed the tofu itself, but the experience had to be experienced. And the noodles and sauce were tasty. I'd probably buy it again, if I found it on sale cheap enough.

That's about al I remember from Friday, aside from sleeping a whole bunch, and I suspect I had some reams but I don't remember even craps of them. I just woke up in a cold sweat a few times, as though I'd been chased and probably caught by imaginary monsters. I hope they found my astral body tasty. No hard feelings. Anyway, I've only been up less that two hours after sleeping maybe five or six, and now I'm sleepy again. I've not not been tired for days on end. To hell with schedules, I'm going to nap. Probably get dream devoured and not remember it again too. Disintegration and dementia are uncomfortable and distressing, but they have their virtues as well, obliviousness chief among them. Lots of obliviousness.