I am glad I don’t have access to a vending machine. Sometimes I feel I could eat anything at my disposal. These are these devastating moments where you can’t contain yourself anymore, these moments ending with guilt and disappointments because what you did was without desire, what you ate had no taste and left you unsatisfactory…. wondering how you will remove this extra calories (of course a fruit wouldn’t make it!). Since I can’t go for a walk or have a chat with a colleague and already finished the almonds, I ate the Oreo cookies from the first day, brushed my teeth again, made another tea, and tried to go back deep into my work in progress…. with the hope that the next crisis will not come so soon!
Or I look at the window. The sky and the strange clouds; the streets of the neighborhood; the empty building in front; the windows of the other part of this hotel. I am imagining the life of the other occupants. Where do they come from? Are they alone? Were they separated, or are they coming on holiday, visiting the relatives? What are they doing from their days? Are they laughing? Which music do they listen to? Some have washed their cloths, they hang at their window. Others are making noise, bumping on the walls and jumping on the ceiling of my room, maybe working out as well, playing games or making love – or is it the housekeeping staff sanitizing the next room?
Menu of the day: Breakfast: Scrambled eggs with grilled ham and cherry tomatoes, Pancakes with maple sirup, orange juice and an apple fruit. Lunch: Laksa (wheat noodles, prawns, fish cake, and soya sprouts served in spicy soup based on rich and spicy asam), pear fruit, chocolate eclairs, and a bit more chili flakes for the laksa. Dinner: Vegetable Indian soup, Chapati on yellow spicy rice, vegetable curry, fish curry, red velvet cake on coconut shavings.
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