a curious experiment
except for two unfortunate episodes, i have not eaten meat in over a month. it kind of happened without me knowing: caitlin and her mom have not been cooking meat at home, and, for whatever reason, i just kind of lost the taste for it. i've always had ideological issues with meat consumption, i'm just surprised at how easy it's been to go without. the aforementioned unfortunate episodes weren't even my fault! both times i was visiting my parents, and it was either eat the food they served, or starve. the thought of actually telling my parents that i'm not eating meat, for whatever reason, fills me with fear. why?
now, i'll be the first to acknowledge that it may be psychosomatic, but i have noticed positive physical effects from my change in diet. i have considerably more energy than i had before, when drowsyness would make working a hopeless proposition past three or four.
i have a big secret, and will not spill the beans right now. soon, though!
now, i'll be the first to acknowledge that it may be psychosomatic, but i have noticed positive physical effects from my change in diet. i have considerably more energy than i had before, when drowsyness would make working a hopeless proposition past three or four.
i have a big secret, and will not spill the beans right now. soon, though!