"I'm so hungry."
Aliyah laughs. I guess she thinks I'm trying to be funny. I repeat myself, this time a little whinier.
"I'm sooooo hungry."
Aliyah stops laughing. She looks confused.
"You're hungry? Are you serious?"
"Yeah. I feel like one of those African kids with parasitic tapeworms swimming around their empty, bloated bellies."
"You just ate a four-egg omelet."
"Yeah, but it didn't even have meat in it."
I'm hungry all the time now. All the time. It doesn't matter how many mango milk shakes I down at breakfast, how many eggs I put in my omelet, how many bags of muesli I munch at work, or even the amount of fried cheese and greasy vegetables I eat for dinner. That stuff just isn't filling. Especially if you're used to eating four bacon cheeseburgers a week.