Each night this week, I forgot to prepare a lunch for the next day. Each night, I winded up preparing something easy like a salad around eleven, or midnight.

But last night, I totally forgot.

I only remembered this morning, when I had about 5 minutes left to get to the bus stop.

Let me tell you my lunch today is nothing to feel jealous over.

And yes, I could just go get something from a restaurant, but I'm much too lazy to do that.