What is the honest state of your eating today?

Rice pudding out of a tin at half past nine at night. No notes.

A birthday and a proper slice of cake, and I did not narrate any of it to myself.

I had a proper appetite today for the first time in a fortnight and I was almost pleased to see it.

Fed everyone else and forgot myself until about four o clock, which is a pattern I am trying to interrupt.

Honestly not enough. I know it. Tomorrow I will do the three things on the fridge list.

Eggs. Always eggs. I have reached the limits of eggs and I keep going.