I am cooking up like crazy in this mf

I made some crepes today. I didn't mean to actually make crepes today nor was I all that hungry, but I was lacking purpose and decided to do it anyway. Turns out, when you just have some flour, eggs and milk and approximate everything until you have something that generally resembles the consistency of watery brownie batter, you can make some pretty alright crepe-pancake hybrids. I ended up being able to share them with my roommates and one of them got this picture of me eating one. I crushed up some cereal and jelly and honey and just went to town on that thing. It was kind of a struggle meal but honestly I didn't feel like I was going through any hardship. No tragedy was befalling me at the moment. There was no real reason to celebrate either, just a feast for the sake of feasting. There's a power in that.