2 hours later
I'm in the kitchen
Dressed in jeans
And a sweater
I open the cupboard
Scanning the breakfast foods
I reach for the bread
When it screams
Don't do it
It will make you fat
But I want toast
No
Think about the carbs
Calories
Fat
It will add up
Don't eat breakfast
Or lunch
Just dinner
But only a little
My stomach growls
I do a mental calculation
My head aches
Rolling my eyes
I reach for the kettle
Filling it with water to boil
Fine, but I at least want tea
