The past week my diet has consisted of chicken noodle soup, saltine crackers, hot chocolate, and popcorn. I was stuck in bed battling an awful cold; and I think I ate around three giant bags of cough drops. At one stage I even went to the grocery store in my pajamas because I used to be too lazy to change. I don’t know it was strange, I felt like if I didn’t have ginger ale my entire life would end or something. Obviously my fever produced me a tiny delusional and a whole lot of dramatic. – DELTA ENDURING TAROT