Go to the kitchen.

You pass through your living room and into your kitchen. It's quite, but it's nice. You decide to have the leftover chicken breast you have in your refrigerator. From a drawer you grab a plate, a fork, and a knife, and you head towards your favourite (and only) sofa to sit and relax. A sigh escapes you as you sink into the cushions. You turn on the television and begin to eat.

You reflect on the day. At least you made it, at the very least.

Time passes and you eventually take your dishes and put them in the sink. It's dark now. You yawn and head to your bedroom and change into your pajamas. You slide under the covers and smile as you tuck yourself comfortable into bed.