Strange how not-hungry I feel on the morning of day #2. I don't feel good, but I don't feel hungry. The prescribed breakfast: "liquid egg substitute" and Canadian bacon. Liquid egg substitute. I won't eat that, am going to substitute a small amount of scrambled tofu and hope it doesn't throw off the chemistry.
What I really want is a bowl of cherries, but fruit is forbidden. The chickens got the last of the cherries last night. A chicken picks up a single cherry in her beak, runs off, and all the other chickens chase her around trying to steal that cherry, even though there are twenty more cherries lying on the ground. Stupidity or playfulness?