I feel like throwing up what I’ve eaten for lunch.
Maybe tuna pesto and strawberry shake didn’t quite make a good match so my stomach was upset. Or perhaps because I didn’t eat real meals yesterday so that I've forgotten what an appetite is.
I swear this has nothing to do with reading that book – Mercy, Unbound. I don’t believe myself thinking I’m an angel so I need not eat. I don’t even think I cannot feel hunger. Definitely, I am not an ana or mia. And I am not even putting the blame to metabolism lessons I’m being fed up with these past few days.
I just don’t feel like eating. That's all. I just hate taking in something I’ve been forced to just for the sake of living up to the idea of “taking regular meals.” I mean, I am going to eat if I like doing it, and not because I’m expected to just because it’s part of the routine of daily living.
I do, however, feel sorry for my liver, my stomach, and the rest of my faithful workers inside me because I’m being hard on them. I’m apparently, not letting them work for me.
Maybe tuna pesto and strawberry shake didn’t quite make a good match so my stomach was upset. Or perhaps because I didn’t eat real meals yesterday so that I've forgotten what an appetite is.
I swear this has nothing to do with reading that book – Mercy, Unbound. I don’t believe myself thinking I’m an angel so I need not eat. I don’t even think I cannot feel hunger. Definitely, I am not an ana or mia. And I am not even putting the blame to metabolism lessons I’m being fed up with these past few days.
I just don’t feel like eating. That's all. I just hate taking in something I’ve been forced to just for the sake of living up to the idea of “taking regular meals.” I mean, I am going to eat if I like doing it, and not because I’m expected to just because it’s part of the routine of daily living.
I do, however, feel sorry for my liver, my stomach, and the rest of my faithful workers inside me because I’m being hard on them. I’m apparently, not letting them work for me.
But hey, I'm also thinking about the reserves in my adipose tissues. Perhaps it'd be more appropriate to say that I'm just trying to become resourceful, because they sure can work on those triglycerides. Right?
No. I don’t know.
Am I now being sentient with the karma of excesses of the world? Is guilt starting to gnaw up my brain so I may finally give up gluttony?
Am I now being sentient with the karma of excesses of the world? Is guilt starting to gnaw up my brain so I may finally give up gluttony?
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