Pregaming

Tomorrow morning I start living on two dollars a day. I should be eating an obscene amount of calories, but I'm too lazy. Instead, I'm enjoying the pleasures of having the lights on after dark and clean clothes and bathing. I'm apprehensive about how well my pseudo-family situation will work, and wondering if it would actually be easier alone. I also can't help thinking about the unrealistic aspects of this assignment. I can't fully engulf myself in the lifestyle of a truly impoverished person because of requirements of school. I can't function without migrane medicine, and will probably be taking some over the course of these next five days. Impoverished people have to suffer through all of their pain. I still get to use my computer, my cell phone, my car... poor people don't have all of those things. I feel this experiment would carry more weight if I were not allowed luxuries I have received from living in a highly developed country. Maybe if people could see one of their own people deteriorate from poverty they would understand. I haven't even started yet, so I'll bite my tongue for now. It would probably be a good idea to get off my ass pretty soon for a sandwich or a salad or anything good for me that I won't be getting... but inertia will probably prevail.