One of the most important thing in many people’s lives is food. I think about it all the time until I get hungry and then I eat. Several times a day. I’m lucky that way because I know there are some who can’t or are forced to eat out of the garbage, like this cat.
Because of being hungry all the time I was excited get some Vietnamese food at he Chinese market. It was closed today. All that pink sent some energy to my hungry body and we went searching for a Chinese restaurant instead. After all, we were in the Chinese market.
During a heat wave when hungry one tends to hallucinate weird things. For a moment I saw myself being just fucking rich and waiting for someone coming in to my house smoking a cigarette. All I wanted was to use the fire distinguisher.
Dress/Vintage, Bag/H&M, Sunglasses/Vintage
Back to reality. I’m not fucking rich, I’m not waiting for my house to be on fire, and I’m not hungry anymore. We found food (in a restaurant).