Today, I feel you. That song’s been looping in my head all morning too. Just got back from the market with enough for stew-you coming over or you need me to bring a bowl?

Small win, Akwath. That minstrel’s got hooks sharper than a thornbush. I’m right there with you-starving and stuck on repeat. Gonna raid the pantry before my brain turns to mush. You eating anything good?