I ' m going to throw what I can fit into this car , drive a hundred hours to a house so empty it does n't even have flooring , go on a job interview , dump my crap off , then drive back only to do it again in a week ? I am literally picking up my life and moving it into a dozen unknown factors . This is n't me - I ' m not remotely this spontaneous and I sure as shit do n't have the balls to dive headfirst into this without everything mapped and planned out .

A: Why may the narrator be so stressed out ?

There was a sudden blast of cold air on the back of his neck . " Howard , wake up . " The insistent voice again . But Howard did n't want to leave the place or the body he was luxuriating in , the warmth , and the love . This person was shaking him and pulling him away , dragging him away from the colour and the light . Howard opened his eyes slowly to a grey morning light . He was still on the sofa , in his pyjamas .

A: Why is Howard being disturbed by someone despite being comfortable ?

And Emily got a chance to see feed the Giant Fish . The giant fish are koi that were big when I first saw them in the early 90s . They are now giant , beagle - sized fish . My favorite game is find the all black fish .

A: What might Emily do after they leave the Koi pond ?

She answered . He turned it off and Kyra exhaled with a sigh of relief . She could still feel a tingle in her barely there underwear but at least she could focus enough to eat . The tense position that her body had been in for all that amount of time had left her famished and she ate all of the food on her plate as well as polished off a couple of sodas .

A:
At the end of the passage , what level is the narrator 's blood sugar likely at ?