blandness of chicken

i'm cutting down on caffeine, alcohol, nicotine and red meat. it's not abstinence, i still indulge when i'm in the mood.

abstinence doesn't suit me........

......i don't do guilt.

caffeine and alcohol keep my sleep/wake cycle in check. an espresso to perk me up after a late night drinking session; a gin tonic to calm my agitation down. it's a vicious cycle of dependence. the role they play in my life is inseparable: one is rendered meaningless without the other. they exist, still, but are less important in my life now.

it's a different story for nicotine and red meat.

my urge to light up has always been erratic. and i'm bored with it now. without even noticing it, i've stopped almost completely. it's not a conscious effort, in fact, thinking about quitting would probably make me want to light up again. i let nature take its course.

on the other hand, i've been meaning to cut down on red meat but couldn't find a good reason to do it. i love red meat. i love sinking my teeth into a well prepared steak. it's really sissy to give it up for health, but i do have to heed to the possibilities of the clogging of arteries and the mounting of blood pressure. it's so hard to live without red meat... it's not abstinence, i know. i still indulge when i'm in the mood.

abstinence doesn't suit me...

i'm just... re-discovering the blandness of chicken.