dah makan ke?
Today, I went to the library to do work while fasting, and before leaving, I packed my buka puasa meal: Two donuts, A hot chocolate I redeemed using my step points, A full bekas of strawberries and mandarin oranges, Pasta with beef, and Hashbrowns for extra carbs. I laughed at how excessive it looked, almost embarrassing. It felt like I was packing for more than just myself. But at the same time, I caught myself wishing someone would ask me, “Have you eaten today?” “Yes,” I would say. “I have eaten tomorrow, even.” I remember pausing for a moment before leaving, looking at everything laid out, wondering if I was overdoing it. But as the day went on, this reminded me of how a mother prepares food for her child, always a little more than necessary, just in case. It is the same instinct that makes me carry snacks in my handbag, just in case. I think I like the idea of looking out for my future self. Anticipating her needs before she even realises...
