Some kid's mom brought doughnuts to Karma. I don't normally eat food at work, since my surgery, since eating is such a fraught and even painful undertaking, but I decided to try a doughnut, because I have this fond recollection of doughnuts. Further, the other day I'd managed to eat a slice of pizza successfully that had been bought for some students.
It was a mistake. I felt like I would choke on it – it was too dry. I had to drink a lot of water.
Oops, wait. I said I wasn't going to complain about food anymore.
Oh well, I already wrote this. I guess that was the highlight (lowlight?) of my day. Classes went well, though.
[daily log: walking, 5 km]