Did you hear that? That was my stomach growling...AGAIN. Promise me that this will be the last diet I am EVER on. That little salad I had for lunch has long since said its goodbyes. My stomach is screaming, durn near pitching a fit, for me to FEED it. It's a looooong stretch between lunch and super. To fight the temptation to run into the kitchen screaming sweet releases like I have just won the lottery and GIVE IN TO THAT SWEET, SAVORY FOOD THAT AWAITS ME, I write. I write, drink water, chew gum, play with my child and DREAM of the moment when I get to eat.
Ahhhhhh...this AINT for sissies!
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