Its Saturday. I woke up at around 11am. Sitting at the side of the bed. Contemplating if this is all worth it. Because I am indeed hungry. Really hungry. My son also woke up just in time. I said to him – come with me downstairs. You will eat brunch. I cooked scrambled eggs, sausages, corned beef. This will be our brunch this Sunday.

12 o’clock, daughter and wife has not woke up yet. On weekends, family is not really a fan of waking up early. We usually wake up at around noon time. So I did what a good father would do. Accompany son to eat his brunch. I drink my black coffee. Wife usually spoon-feeds him, but I don’t. I let him do it by himself. Even if takes a long time to finish his meal. 1pm not yet done. When the coffee is done, I turned the PS5 on. Silent Hill f again. He said he wants to watch. I said ok but you still need to eat and finish it before mommy wakes up.

2pm I felt dizzy. Dropped a pinch of salt in a 300ml water. Shook it and drank. But slowly, sip by sip, while figuring out what route to take without encountering monsters (or less thereof).

3pm the rest of the crew is coming downstairs. I prepared the table. This is normal in our household. We take the first meal of the day late, sometimes already in the afternoon. I reckon, humans do not really need 3x meal a day. It was only an idea from a rich family of old to have more money for them. So here we are. We eat once or just twice a day.

Around 5pm, the family finished the meal. I am only there to witness how they liked the eggs and corned beef. Just like every after meal, I washed the dishes. Wife and daughter did the laundry while the son is playing Demon Slayer. We have our designated game to finish – daughter is Mortal Kombat 1, son is Demon Slayer, me Silent Hill f. Wife sometimes play with us.

At around 6pm or 7pm, I drank another 300ml of water. Felt wonderful at this time. My wife said I move so slow but I did not feel that I am slow. Maybe this is what they said that the feeling is high but the body seems not able to move synchronously. I felt good. My mind is somewhat “easy”.

The fam wanted to go outside. Just stroll or drive around. Its only on the weekends we can do this. Late on a Saturday because me and wife are somewhat in a night shift, so we tend to wake up late too. It was around 8pm that we arrived at Arcovia. A nice place to just stroll, other people also jog here.

9pm, this time I am so hungry. After some going around the flea market or some bargain at some portion in Arcovia. The family decided to stay in Starbucks. They got cakes and such. And I said just Americano for me.

10pm I said to myself I think I can push this to 36 hrs. Starving. I only had Americano but I like to taste the banana cake the family also ordered. Think I cannot make it to 36hrs. Coffee cannot sustain. I am really starving.

At the strike of 11pm, I think this is enough as my first try of fasting. 32 hours. Now I can taste the banana cake. Thanks to my family I can eat again.

Before going back home, I need to eat a little so I bought some beef broth from a store on the way home. No big meals after fasting they said. So I settled for some broth and few vegetables in it.