40 Hour Famine was fun, extremely long, but fun. I spent the weekend with my (fake) twin. We basically lazed around all weekend, drinking a gazillion and one cups of tea. We dressed up in outfits, donned some red lippie and took photos. We sat on the park bench outside my home and watched the people walking past until the sun kissed the horizon. We laid down on a blanket and read until the stars decided it was time to go. All without much conversation, because she felt like she was talking to a brick wall.