After being quarantined in my house for the last four days, I’m being a diligent little worker bee and working on my script. This brings me to an old habit: it’s 9:45 and I’m sitting here, listening to music, and I’m working on some sort of writing, just like back in the day. Around this time I always got hungry, which I am now. However, back then I could make a quick phone call, round up some friends, and meet for some late night Wendy’s. Or a Taco Bell run. Whatever junk food suits your fancy. Maybe some ice cream. I’m so hungry!