#stavation

I once went 105.5 hours without food, well give or take a few minutes.  It was not an on purpose sort of thing at all.  I just noticed and counted the time that passed with a kind of passive curiosity.  

Towards the end of day two I began to feel some odd throbbing pains, hunger pangs? Not unbearable though, and by day three I was numb.  At the beginning of day four I noticed a significant decrease in my cognitive functioning.  My mind was empty.  I have never felt such apathy except on anti psychotics.  

No one was worried really or noticed, maybe one concerned remark. I smiled and lied, who knows why.  Maybe it seemed like too much effort to form a long sentence.  That sounds right.  

Part way through day five I ate one sleeve of saltines, the count down ceased.  I felt emotions again for a few hours.  Day six began at noon and I ate.  

There was no goal I can think of except that I was too anxious.  I just wanted to catch my breath.  For my heart to slow down.  

Day two was when I lost my virginity, it was a nice first time.  I never told anyone at the time so I don't know why I am sharing this now.  Almost a year later.