Since he had currently no job, he preferred to sleep during the day, but after some time it became clear to him that he would not fall asleep again, so he decided to get up. With his eyes half-closed, he walked to the kitchen and opened his cupboard, finding himself staring in empty space. He stuck a hand in anyway, hoping to find something that had eluded his eyes, and when he pulled it out he was holding some cheese which colour didn’t match any of the of the known hues of the visible spectrum. He stared at it with a vacant expression, wondering whether a new population of microscopic sentient creatures was staring back at him from its surface, then he threw it away. He definitely had to hit a store. He washed his face with cold water, brushed his teeth, and only after that he allowed himself to look in the mirror. His hair was too short to need combing. His face still looked freshly shaven, with the exception of the thin line of silver-grey beard following the curve of his jaw and circling his lips.
