have a good day, after nine pm.
I look over at the clock and it says it is after nine and almost ten, all I have eaten was a sandwich and tea for breakfast. My mom is on the phone talking about my nephews birthday party and barbecue. I am saying everything she wants to hear and so she is starting to call me everyday now. I am happy enough to forget the draining day and annoying people long enough to tell my mom the 'good stuff.' Like the grass I saw growing at the top of a stop sign and the homeless guy who thought my oatmeal looked gross. So I hang up with my mom sending her the blessings before she can say them like she always has. Buy the time it is ten oclock I am trying to eat all the food groups I have missed out on four asparagus, rice with tomatoes, salmon and cheese on a corn tortilla. Food is not something I am waiting to be impressed by and my brother has taught me how to survive on the basics. I want to go work out at the gym now that I am fed, its almost midnight.