I got convinced today that my emotional well-being is totally dependent on my stomach. This morning, when I woke up, I found myself in a terrbile mood. Due to some incident, I got so depressed last night that I decided to live psyhcologically alone. Normally, I forget about such kind of decision when I have slept overnight, but this time things somehow went different. I was still in the same mood that drove me to the decision.
However, even in such a bad mood, I got hungry. I ate grilled salmon with Garam Masala. The spice made the everyday breakfast nice and hot. Now I am full. I feel better. No, in fact, I feel extremely happy. What a fine day today! How stupid I was to make that awful decision! I guess I was very hungry when the decision came into my mind.