Aug. 03, 2002 ~ Three little words
you'll almost never hear me say, "I'm not hungry." Clearly, I am sick, possibly even dying. Most likely, though, it's a simple sinus infection or some variation thereof. But I'm always watching my weight, always, always, so it feels funny to have no urge to eat. Thoughts of food are usually with me constantly, so this is an unusual event, this not-hungriness.
Mexican food is good for whatever ails me, it truly seems to help, so I thought I'd give it a try. Ate about a third of my lunch just now.
Oh, well. This will pass soon enough! But in the meantime, I think I'll take a nap.
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