I had a un-vegan dream last night. It was pretty bizarre: in this dream, I awoke eating a ham. It was a delicious, juicy ham, but I felt immense guilt over being unaware of the events leading up to me holding and eating such a big, juicy ham in my bed. As I finished the ham (it was already under way, I figured, and it'd be a waste to just throw it away), I noticed some garbage from McDonald's, clearly my evidence of further, non-conscious meat-binging.
That said, it should be noted that this whole vegan thing is going extremely well. The trick for me is trail mix. Well, that's not necessarily the trick, but it's the only aspect I've had trouble fully incorporating into my routine. I've got the apple/banana/vitamin for breakfast, PB & J/hummu/carrots/vegetable sandwich for lunch, and salad/pasta for dinner. Trail mix needs to be munched on throughout the day to perfect the system. There are variations, of course, like Ian's pizza on Thursday's, the random falafel sandwich from Sultan's Market, or Molly's cupcakes, or tonight's Pad See-Ew.
Oh, and water's another, uh, trick. So is vitamin D/calcium infused orange juice. Without enough of these, I will die.
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