Today, for the first time in just about seven years, I intentionally bit into a piece of meat.
A weird couple of accidents had me sitting on the business end of a bowl of ramen today, and I decided just to be a good soldier and eat it up. Surprisingly enough, the world still seems to be turning. Also worthy of note is that meat, even when you haven't eaten it for seven years, still tastes pretty much the same.
It's not time to start shoveling dead (land-dwelling) flesh into my stupid face just yet. I'm still gonna hold off for a major life event of some sort before I give up my vestigal vegitarianism. It's not time to go soft on myself just yet.
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