Staring at my fridge late one night I was contemplating the idea of either cooking some snacks before falling into bed or walking down the street to buy something from a corner store. Opening the door the slim options included milk, some eggs, a plastic container of leftover pasta from a few dinners ago, and a gallon of juice. Scanning the slim brightly lit horizon in front of me I closed the refrigerator and within a quick flash my eyes opened. Soon I found myself in bed and it was early in the morning. I never was in front of my fridge after all. The sensation leaves me a little confused but really hungry. The sensation is similar to this ASW track except I don’t want food I want to listen to it more.