I woke up at 3 am this morning, feeling as if I didn’t eat my stomach would jump out of my body and find a good human that would. I forced myself back to sleep.
I woke up again at 8 am feeling the same way. But again, I forced myself back to sleep.
I woke up at 10 am and finally sprung out of bed so I would not wake up with one arm missing later. I hastily made my bed and ran into the kitchen to make some waffles. And ate a salted boiled egg as I was standing there waiting for the waffles to cook.
I am usually quite a hungry person when I wake up in the morning. Today was…beyond hunger. It’s a good thing I love breakfast and had already daydreamed about what I was going to cook.
Do you get hungry first thing in the morning? And, more importantly, do you love breakfast?