part 321.4 of a novel: plate of rice and peas

The evening started with a container of rice I found in the refrigerator. There was a can of peas. I cooked both of them together. It was not a great meal. I put spices on the rice. I watched reality shows on MTV and thought, “How can these people go out to eat every night?” I got jealous of them. I thought, “Maybe I should be allowed on the show and be able to go out to eat every night.” I think it would be funny to go out every night and order a plate of rice with peas and wear a video camera on my head.

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