Last night, I went to a colleague's house for dinner. I didn't drink a single sip of the fragrant bone soup, just had no appetite. Maybe it was because I ate the cold noodles too quickly at noon, and I was busy all day, feeling irritable, even shouting at difficult customers, making my stomach uncomfortable as well. My colleague's house is really beautiful, worthy of praise. However, even if someone else’s place is luxurious or fancy, it still can't compare to the comfort of our own home. So after dinner, I voluntarily returned home to sleep. I woke up several times during the night due to an upset stomach. It's no joke when your stomach acts up like that. There was no hot water available when I needed it, and after boiling some, I couldn't find any antibiotics - naturally, I wouldn't have any on hand. Awkward! I drank a few sips of water and climbed back into bed to continue sleeping.
All night, I dreamed about billing and collecting payments. The sudden increase in workload has me a bit overwhelmed. I originally planned not to eat anything today.