52/414: It Just Eats
Apr. 22nd, 2026 11:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rejectomorphHead as empty as the night, wishing I could remember what I was thinking when I first woke up from my evening nap and imagined I had solved all my problems and now I can't even remember what the problems were, let along the solutions. They were probably imaginary too. Meanwhile, in the real world (or what passes for it) I need to figure out what to buy at the store this week. Shopping again.
If I could just quite eating all that stuff I buy, I wouldn't have to shop anymore. But I always reach that point where being hungry is more unpleasant than eating, and then I eat. Now that's a real problem I for which I can't imagine a solution. Maybe I should wake up again. Oh, but I'd have to go to sleep again first, and I just got up. Well, I can see how this might is going to go. I'll bet I even get a snack. Damn, can't win for losing.
If I could just quite eating all that stuff I buy, I wouldn't have to shop anymore. But I always reach that point where being hungry is more unpleasant than eating, and then I eat. Now that's a real problem I for which I can't imagine a solution. Maybe I should wake up again. Oh, but I'd have to go to sleep again first, and I just got up. Well, I can see how this might is going to go. I'll bet I even get a snack. Damn, can't win for losing.
