Th Esteemed Deed Commemorator

where the divorced protagonist just makes pasta and listens to the radio, eats a dinner of caesar salad and a single kirin beer with his pasta, sees a cat outside his flat and has a dram of cutty sark neat before bed, where he has a dreamless sleep, waking up the next morning groggy and slightly hungover to go to his dayjob at a weekly coupon flyer proofreading ads? is that too much to ask?