Days off take some getting used to, but I'm settling in. I don't pace so much as I did before, wondering what on earth I should do with all the spare time and becoming flummoxed by the possibilities.
But there are some things about myself I'd forgotten, like what I do left to my own devices and not having to worry about anyone else. One of these things is that at some point in the day, I realize I'm hungry and that I just can't be bothered about dealing with food. So purely for sustenance, I eat something like this:
It could be worse. In fact, it's a little bit good. But I'm still kind of embarrassed.