Almond butter autonomy.

It’s never a good start to a day when at 4am, after a night of pain and no sleep, you develop a craving for almond butter on toast… and have no means of having that for breakfast.

I’m likely going to struggle to eat breakfast at all. My demand capacity is going to be quite a bit lower. It might seem odd, but a large part of that will be due to the loss of autonomy of the choice of what to eat, not pain or sleep deprivation. Of course, I’d probably cope better if my stress cup wasn’t filled by those things – see Tomlin Wilding’s page for information on ‘cups’.

Odd as it may seem though, the simple lack of the food I actually want for breakfast – and the inability to pop to a shop beforehand to pick it up, or that it wouldn’t be listed on deliveroo groceries, is a problem. I’m already grumpy just thinking about breakfast without my autonomous choice. Nothing else is going to be a good substitute, which is not ideal when pain has already reduced my appetite.

Sigh. I foresee a taxi ride to the nearest big supermarket today.