I counted my stock. Two sausages can last for one meal, the stir-fried meat can last for three meals if I'm a little more frugal with the oil, and the rice can last for three meals.
But today I have no appetite for them at all. As soon as I saw the red skin of the sausage, I felt nauseous.
I want to eat fruit, cake, soda, fish head with chopped pepper, prawns with salt and pepper, and deep-fried chicken legs. But my budget can't support these desires at all.
low.
So I didn't eat in the morning or at noon, and when I was hungry I ran, jumped, and did push-ups around the house, trying to make myself hungrier and offset the nausea that came over me when I thought of rice and sausage.
At night, my empty stomach protested to me like a tidal wave, but I did not give in to the nausea caused by the food. It seemed to tell me: This is a test for you. If you don’t go to hell, then who will?
The long-awaited rise in Bitcoin and Ethereum did not excite me at all.
I didn’t eat a single bite out of spite and fell asleep in a depressed mood. I woke up twice in the night because of hunger and had two dreams. One was that Bitcoin and Ethereum returned to zero and I was left with nothing and a complete failure. The other was that my parents suddenly fell ill and passed away, leaving me alone and without anyone to rely on.
There is another voice scratching at my door. I don’t know if it is real or an illusion. If it is a female ghost, please take me away.
Today's spending is 0, and there are 9713.3 left
