In response to Daily Post’s Daily Prompt: Red Pill, Blue Pill
The following is an excerpt from how my diary would look like if I happen to find a pill to fulfill all my nutrition requirement for the day
I almost committed a murder today. To be fair, it was not my fault—it was for self defense. A weird, long bearded man was sitting in front of my bed when I woke up. I punched him right across the face. How was I to know that he was a wizard from another dimension? I did apologise to him afterwards but I doubt he will forgive me till his black eye exists.
So, anyway, he gave me a magic pill which would provide me with all the nutrition I would need throughout the day. Given the amount of food I consume, I did doubt the legitimacy of the pill. But, the wizard kept insisting that it would work—even for a man who is perpetually hungry throughout the day—and asked me to take it.
Once that was done, he walked out of the door; which makes me question highly if he really was a true wizard—because real wizards tend to teleport.
It is actually working! I haven’t felt hungry yet. Normally, by this time I would have had my breakfast, twice, but I didn’t feel the need for it today.
Maybe he truly was a wizard. I underestimated his powers.
Imagine what I can accomplish today with no need to cook or to spend time eating my meal or to clean up after I have eaten. I can get so much work done.
I binged watched the entire season of House of Cards. With no need to get food or water, it became all the more easy. I did not have to get up even once after I had found that perfect sweet position on the couch.
Although, I did ruin my chance to get so much of my other work done.
Not to fret. The pill is supposed to work for 24 hours; I still have time. I will get my work done now.
I finished watching Kingsman.
It was amazing. Colin Firth is just splendid to watch. Not to mention Michael Caine and—
I am still not doing any work! This is just a waste of a perfectly good magic pill.
Maybe I should go for a walk. That can change my mind and freshen me up a bit.
I ate slice of cake. I know I already had my complete dose of nutrition for the day but it was chocolate and I thought dessert doesn’t count, right? Plus, the pill made me full but it did not have any taste. How can I enjoy food when I do not receive any taste that comes along with it.
I don’t feel guilty at all. If I could, I would have another slice. In fact, I think there is one in the refrigerator. I will have that and get to my work.
I sat down to do my work and wrote down a few things in the spreadsheet when I remembered that new Deadpool Trailer was out and I hadn’t seen it yet. What harm is one video, right? Well, I don’t know how I reached here but I am currently reading about the mating habits of koala bears. I think that’s enough of internet for today.
I am feeling really sleepy now.
The pill was no use. I didn’t get any work done more than I would have on any other day. In fact, I did less work. I am never going to take that pill again.
Note to self –
Never trust a wizard who you find staring at you when you wake up.
Truly speaking, he was very creepy. I don’t even know how long he was staring at me before I woke up; could have been hours, for all I know. (Although, he did claim to have been there only minutes before I woke up).