Day 6: Food Porn

Food is interesting, isn't it?  It has texture, taste, and memories.  Plus, it can be visually stunning.  I could look at the color of food for hours on the internet. And now that I am juicing, and  bored silly, I do just that. I surf for Food Porn. I find picture after picture of glorious veggies and fruit.  I am as addicted to seeing images of  luscious deserts and steaming entrees as Charlie Sheen is to XXX anything.

Even when I am not juicing, I usually visit a few food sites weekly.  But now that I am, it's the first thing I click on in the morning,  I am not hungry.  But I do miss the crunch of food and the smell.  The hall I entertained in last night was cooking barbecue beef in the kitchen.  I could smell it the minute I walked through the door.  When I walked by someone crunching on a celery stick from a Bloody Mary, I wanted to yank it out of their hands.

Now that I have decided I am definitely only doing a 30 day fast this time around, I keep reminding my self that I am only giving up 90 meals.  Not much to give up when you consider what I will get in return.  Not much when I realize I've already had 68,437 meals (minimum) in my lifetime.

So when I feel the need to crunch,  I will chew on ice. And if  I must inhale an aroma, I will burn more incense than I did in the sixties. But unlike the 60s, at least I won't have the "munchies".  Darn.

Day 6:  Still Juicing/Feeling a bit more energetic

Quote for the day:  "Reading gives us a place to go when we have to stay where we are."