My poor stomach
When my alarm rings at 7a.m I'm not a human. I'm a zombie. Snooze, snooze and one more snooze. There you go. Now 30 minutes later I'm ready to leave the bed, although I'm not sure if I'm a human yet. But after splashing some water in my face I feel ready to embrace the day. But wait, shit! I forgot to eat breakfast! My poor stomach will suffer for at least 3 hours before I can get anything food like in it. It cries, and I walk over to work.
I am a breakfast person and I need food!
Ok, 2 more hours.
I am a breakfast person and I need food!
Ok, 2 more hours.
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