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I am, by many means, a man of much impatience. I simply do not want to deal with anything, ever. And this gets me into trouble. It's what makes me do things like, oh, swallow mouthfuls of unchewed food until I get sick and then, when I'm better, doing it all over again. I just want to be better, and, for whatever reason, I'm of the mind that you can simply will things to be true.

I am better. I will eat this food. I will brush my teeth with toothpaste.I'm starting to dream about the foods I can't eat. Foods that I always sort of took for granted and didn't eat before this. I have an unholy craving for chicken. Roasted chicken, fried chicken, chicken strips, chicken sandwiches--I want it all. I want to taste the chicken and mash it up in my mouth. And you'd think I'd be tired of eating chicken because I ate it almost every day during the semester. But no. It's like I'm having chicken withdrawals.

I want quiche, and turkey, and ham, and peanut butter sandwiches, and paninis, and pizzas, and regular sandwiches, and salad, and cereal, and all of the food that I always just sort of accepted as always being there. I just want to gnash my teeth! Grind things into mush in my mouth! I just want to fucking chew something. I'm going to go insane.

Maybe I just want flavorful food right now because I sprinkled salt and pepper on my eggs this morning and it was the best thing that's ever happened.

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Carolynn said…
At least you will get to lose your tasty food virginity over and over again.
December 24, 2009 at 9:17 PM
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