for the first time in days i've had an appetite and i went walking up mass ave after feeding dorothea and got a sandwich. i was so hungry, as if to make up for so many days of being unable to eat, i ate it all quickly and bought another one to go, but by the time i started in on the second one it was all too much and felt violently ill a few bites through. it couldn't stay down. i want to eat well and rest well and write well. it always comes down to the three choices. at least one of three would be a help.