Because of money problem, I had to change venue for my hunger strike. I also decided to change my fast to a bread-and-water one, a formula of the protecting priest in front of the Centre Block.
So around 3:00PM, in the middle of a snow-and-hail storm - yeah, snow in Vancouver's October, trust me on this one too - I went to my favorite store and bought a bag of bread.
It will take me a couple of days to settle down to my new diet. At the mean time, I do not mind sharing it with you.
