AsI arose from my jet lag, the moonlight illuminated my room. 4:45 a.m. This was not how I imagined spending my first night in a new country. As a remedy for my boredom, I began to scroll through YouTube, Medium, and Instagram. As each hour passed, my hunger grew.
Gnawing throughout my body, my hunger grew and grew. I felt gluttonous. 7:45 a.m. Breakfast was in 15 minutes, so I got dressed and dashed to the dining hall.
For my first breakfast, I had everything. Ham, sausage, beans, toast, coffee, and water. How delicious…