noodles for thought

here i am, boiling a kettle of water at 3am to cook noodles.

here i am, a creature of the night, soaking up the silence that feeds a part of me.

and my noodles, soaking up the water that too feeds me;

i have no doubt as to which is the nourishment, or drug, which i seemingly live on.

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how many 3ams have you seen?