Everyday Yeah one-thousand three-hundred and seventy-four

I woke up to the sound of someone saying, “What’s that noise?” I climbed over some lumps and walked into the other room. I turned off the alarm on my phone. I sat down. I stood up. I walked into another room. There was a box. I emptied half of what was in the box into something that wasn’t a box. Once, on a Tuesday there was a press conference for a famous athlete. The athlete said, “Put more food inside my stomach.” I think he meant, “Give me more money.” A week later the famous athlete’s agent said, “The sauce has been given enough time and tastes delicious.” The famous athlete patted his stomach and laughed. He put his arm around his agent’s shoulder. The agent looked at the hand touching his shoulder and then at the cameras and reporters. The agent laughed. I put milk in a bowl. I ate the bowl and said, ‘Put more food in my stomach.’ I filled the bowl again. The box was empty. I touched a bum’s stomach for $5 my sophomore year of college. I gave the bum three dollars. He smiled and touched my shoulder. I looked at the cabinets and smiled when I finished pouring the milk. Before the bum left my friend Yeah bet him the $3 he couldn’t drink a half gallon of milk in one minute. The bum touched his own stomach. Yeah went to a convenience store and bought a half gallon of whole milk. I looked at my watch. The bum drank a third of the milk and then threw up. He looked at the white on the cement and then at Yeah who was holding out his hand. The bum slapped the hand and ran away. I sat down. I ate the bowl. I put the empty bowl in the microwave. The sink was full.