The worst part about jet lag is probably waking up at 3am feeling hunger right to the deepest core of existence.
Asian foods aren’t great for eating cold. So there’s really nothing to feed my physically empty soul, except more macarons and foie gras. I brought these back for my family! I don’t want to eat them all up, especially in such unconscious grogginess!
Yikes. Took another pink macaron. Counting down to another four hours before the coffeeshop opens.