I woke up in the morning and pushed off what felt like six feet of covers. As I stood from my resting place, I glanced back at it. It was too much work to make my bed again, so I left as it was. I could feel my stomach grumbling but ignored it for a while. I walked to our front gate and went to work. Unfortunately, I got plenty of strange looks as I stumbled my way to work, and even a scream or two. It was at this moment that I realised I hadn't done my hair that morning. Perhaps that was it. I had forgotten everything. I hadn't showered, brushed my teeth, or even changed. I was still wearing the clothes I wore to sleep.
    I stumbled past a cafe and glanced at the glazed pastries behind the display. Despite my stomach's complaining, I somehow knew that they wouldn't satisfy my hunger. I pushed my way into work and got a few strange looks from people I didn't recognize. I didn't even try to go the rest of the day with those looks. I pushed my way back through the revolving doors and decided to just take the day off, or maybe go home and freshen up.
    The smells on the street were overwhelming. I passed a muscular man on the street and I could smell his odor. It was horrible, rolling off him in waves, but immediately behind him was a young girl. She seemed to be everything one would stereotype to be a nerd. She had wild hair and glasses. She was wearing a simple jacket at tight jeans, but it was her smell that caught my attention. She smelled... delicious. It seemed out of place with the rest of her image. I followed her with eyes as she walked by. She gave me a smile and kept walking, gripping the bag she carried tightly.
    I decided I was being something of a creep and stopped watching her and decided to have an adventure today. I wandered through the streets of my hometown's downtown area, following only my nose. I would have expected to be led to the flower shops and maybe an art studio. I normally would have found myself at a cafe or two if I did this. Today however I found the same strange looks, though I was starting to get a few smiles. I always ended up at some of the strangest places. Banks, offices, and even the public library seemed to catch my strange sniffer's attention.
    One of the strangest places I noticed was the movie theatre. It smelled like an overwhelming wave of ocean breeze and the taste of cinnamon rolls landed on my tongue when a crowd that had been watching a recent superhero movie poured slowly out the door. My stomach was screaming by now, and I couldn't explain why I didn't want to eat to my digestive system. It was hard enough to convince myself to try one of the wonderful smells.
    I shambled my way through downtown, and some of the people even began to stop to take pictures with me. Many of them didn't smell wonderful, but there was one man in a white jacket that seemed to radiate knowledge. He smelled better than everyone I had walked by as of yet. I noted that the sun was slowly setting and decided it was about time to head home. I walked back, still enjoying my day out.
    I finally came to my gate and pushed it open. I eventually found my bed, still in the same state I had left it. My covers were in a disheveled pile next to my bed, and I didn't have the energy to put it all back. I layed down to rest and closed my eyes. I simply couldn't rest though while my stomach growled and rumbled. I needed food. I pulled myself up and sat in my bed. I glanced to my headboard, which actually had my name carved into it, and thought. As I stared at my bed I figured it out. I knew what I wanted to eat. As I read through the message written on my headboard, my name and my birthday and some other day (the importance of which I cannot recall), I said my conclusion out loud. It came out as something more akin to a moan thanks to my throat being tight from how much walking I had been doing.

    "Brains..."

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