All my life, my brain jumped up with any thought that relates to food. Food is so vague. But I feel like I love every part of it. From the initial process of grocery shopping to the final destination when it goes into my body, everything fits together like a piece of art. It is even more rewarding when you know you deserve a great meal. Back then (1st & 2nd Yr), I would treat myself to a nice/dining out meal after a hard week of being productive. But now, I find myself to treat myself even when I know I don’t deserve it. I think food somehow got tastier. I know I sound crazy, but I literally can’t live without food.
