a wolf angel is not a good angel

I had the best sandwich yesterday, and as I lie in bed unable to sleep because I am — unaccountably — starving, I realise it is so good I must share it. (Or I realise I cannot concentrate on anything because I am so hungry. But I just ate something. So I don’t really understand.) I paninied a bagel, filled with: pineapple, mango, tomato, avocado, cheese, chipotle in adobo sauce, turned into a paste. It could maybe have used spinach too. I have leftover of all the fruit, so I know what lunch is tomorrow, too.