I’ll be breaking the fast in another ten minutes or so. As always, the first day presents its particular problems of adjustment, moving into slow time. The last three or four days have seen some conspicuous consumption on the gastronomic front so the discipline involved is a welcome one.
This is the first time we’ve found ourselves fasting at Maison KL, at least as far as I can remember. It’s odd how the experience of fasting writes itself on the environments in which it takes place. Here the struggle is unfamiliar and, therefore, strangely intense, at least for the moment.
I am fiercely tired but without headache, for which I am thankful.
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