I want eggs! I want eggs! I want eggs!

I am making up love songs to eggs, imagining them fried in butter, slightly crispy around the edges-  my mouth is actually watering for eggs. Dammit. There are some in my fridge right now. Argh.

I don’t even know what else to eat right now. I don’t want to eat anything else right now. Anything else I eat right now will not even begin to compare with EGGS!

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I toasted one of my teff wraps under the broiler, cut it into wedges and ate some hummus with it. Whoop de do. I’m still hungry. I don’t want canned soup. I don’t have enough time to make homemade soup.

So now what?

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Today is the first day I have really felt stalemated over what to eat. Part of it is because I should have gone to the grocery store yesterday instead of finishing the book I was reading – I don’t have much on hand. But the other part of it is that all I really want is eggs. And that is blinding me to other possibilities. I guess I need to go open a carton of soup but I don’t like eating things that I am not FEELING it, you know? That’s how it was with the black bean soup last night. I like to LOVE what I am eating, not feel indifferent because it just needs to fill the hole…

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So, I am eating an almond butter and honey sandwich on organic oat bread. Not too keen on eating two slices of bread because I know that bread isn’t the best thing for my body either. But it says “Vegan Friendly” on the bag, and that is my prime directive at the moment, not “Gluten Free”. I don’t have gluten sensitivity by the way. I just know I feel better when I don’t eat bread.

It’s taken 25 days but I am finally wearing thin on this experiment. I realize how HANDY eggs are and have a whole new appreciation for them. God, I hope I don’t notice any ill effects from reintroducing them to my diet!

When I undertook this, I had no idea that they would really stick out as what I would miss the most. Followed a close second by raw milk and third, goat cheese.

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I have to say that I have officially “hit the wall” in my experiment. This afternoon I was crabby, listless, tired, confused, unable to think about what to eat. I actually thought meat wasn’t such a bad idea.

None of this probably would have happened if I had eaten eggs this morning.

Is it all in my head because I am almost near the end? Or am I really lacking in protein? I really haven’t been able to bring myself to eat too many beans, that’s for sure.

Or maybe it is another wave of detox?

I ate pasta with marinara sauce and steamed kale and (yet more) bread for dinner. I feel pacified but I don’t have that sharp clear edge I’ve had for the last few weeks. I feel oddly defeated.

Of course, the collective vibe today is something that needs to be taken into account. 27 innocent people were “slaughtered” on Friday, all of them shot “multiple times”, most of them 5-7 year olds. Yikes. We have all been pumped full of this horror. And the world may end in just 4 days. I’m just counting down until I can eat eggs again – but millions of people all over the world are anticipating the worst possible scenario, while millions more are anticipating the best. Wild times we live in and all I can think and write about is frickin eggs…