The past few days have consisted of rising around 7, playing beads, eating fresh steamed broccoli for breakfast (I know, right?), melting glass, napping for 5 hours, playing beads, eating an apple and some almonds with more broccoli and going to bed around 3 am. It's very much like groundhog day, only I haven't taken piano lessons or carved anyone's face out of a giant snowball. *
What I have done...is given up meat. Again. My body is adjusting easily and feeling all lovely, but for days my brain has been screaming "STEAK. NOW!" I could possibly shut it up with some freshly baked yeast rolls, but I've also temporarily given up bad carbs.
I am adamant about keeping at least one guilty pleasure though, and I've decided it will be breathing. That whole air in the lungs thing is really underrated.