Another day, another juice. I am still craving solid food. It's not so much about being hungry (after last night I was worried I might never have an appetite again). It's more about missing eating , missing food . Some disturbing aspects of my emotional relationship with solid food are coming to light. I just want to munch on things all the time--I theorize that this is because I like having my hands busy, and as the only activity I do at work is scrolling the mouse up and down, they are in desperate need of something to do. My lunch for today. The hardest part was today at lunch, where I had this concoction to drink, and my coworkers were microwaving pasta, soup, and decadent leftovers. Or even just eating a sandwich. I think I might have been eyeing the Coffee Mate creamer with a little too much lust. But I resolutely turned to my brownish looking beverage, and bravely took a sip. It wasn't bad. Not great, but not bad. Certainly a vast improvement over last night...
food for the body, nourishment for the soul