Sometime around noon I decided I was hungry and decided to finally brave the box of milk and have a bowl of cereal. The milk ended up tasting exactly like the skim milk I'm used to drinking at home. The cereal tasted like it always does - honey and corn.
Eating it, however, was probably the most peaceful ten minutes of my day as I just sat at my desk with the window open, listening and watching the life of Nantes go on without me. It was enough.
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