I’ve been wanting to cut my toe nails since the past five and a half days. Did not do it. I wish I could reach my toe nails to just bite them off like I do with my fingernails. It is sad. It could’ve given me more substance to deal with work, in general. There is some leftover sandwich on the book stand. Do I have a headache? Is it because I am hungry?

The monkey on the book stand is supposed to shake its head all the time. I need the monkey’s approval. I think I should just go and nudge it to get its nod. But what use is that anyway. I think my toe nails are ugly. They are some weird beige color. Will it go if I wash them? Who knows?

I know what I want. Nail paint. Preferably black.