In two hours, my rest days end and I will be going back to war.. er.. work. Pressure and stress once again will be all over me, and this time, there is another factor that's going to try and put me down. It's called hunger.
I will be going back to work tonight with so little left in my coin purse. I have ten days left before the next payday and I have to budget my money if I want to survive until the 25th. Starting tonight, I will be bringing rice from the house and then during lunch breaks in the office, I will be eating the rice with just a sauce. Yes, sauce. It's a product I saw when I went to the grocery yesterday. It's just a sauce which you can put all over your rice and imagine you're eating rice with a viand. Yes, imagine. I've always had a very colorful and vivid imagination, and these times will be the perfect moments to use it.
Rice and sauce only until at least the next payday. If I'll be lucky enough to finally have my bonus back, then well and good so I would be able to eat well again. If not, then I will have to continue my sacrifice.
No, this is not a choice. Don't have one in the first place.
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