Has a sausage mcmuffin on her table which smells delicious.
Smells of savoury chicken sausage with egg and a cheesy smell wafting through the office.
But she doesn’t want to eat it.
The thought of eating it actually makes her nauseous.
That’s seriously the strangest thing ever.

Maybe ill keep it for lunch.
Or tea.
Or dinner.

She thought yesterday the xiao long baos at dinner will do its magic.
I mean its xiao long baos.
Plus it was her first meal of the day.
She ate only 2.
And she was full.
Even xiao long baos don’t do its magic anymore.
Like the egg tau hway from chomps.
No more magic left in it.

Think her body is only receptive towards fluids for now.

Ill be okay after my morning coffee.
Macs coffee is surprisingly quite aromatic.

Everyday there’s a song on repeat.
Music is the best medicine for broken hearts.
It comforts, scolds, chides, answers, loves, empathizes.

Poison for the Day: 想太多