It’s early but today’s a bit rough already.  The renewed exercise has me ravenous and I woke up starving.  I had breakfast and then, when I tested my glucose, was at the low end of where I want to be.  I had a snack but I’m still hungry, and not for the wholesome healthy stuff I’ve been eating.  I want a fucking steak.  Or a disgusting burger that drips grease between my fingers as I mow it down.  Or a massive bowl of ramen with salty broth, pork belly, and perfectly mid-boiled eggs.

Or at very least, to be able to sprinkle a little bit of salt on my edamame.