"You kinda went the stupid way..."
I only have a day left, and only one post after this one to round it all out. Next month's project is super exciting and will be difficult to say the least. In less that 24 hours, I'll not be vegan anymore. (Until my first bypass...)
I was taking a mental note of all the various foodstuffs I've had this month. While it may be a slightly more diverse list than my normal fare, it hasn't exactly been a cornucopia of riches. I must blame poor planning. It's winter, when all plants are dead or dormant, and it's now that I chose to be vegan. This puts me at a serious disadvantage.
This winter tomato, red and full
Is not even a fiery shadow
Of it's summer cousin.
I missed out on having the bounty of summer as my backdrop for this journey. I missed out on the herbs growing freely in the garden, vegetables still warm from the summer sun and dining al fresco in the long evenings when the sun refuses to set. I don't know the smell of a perfectly seasoned mushroom on the grill, and I can honestly say that I will never know how much of a life changing event corn-on-the-cob is for a vegan tired from toiling in the sunshine.
I'll never appreciate, truly appreciate, pitcher of iced tea, or the scent of freshly baked bread in a spring breeze like a vegan would. I know that I am going to miss all these things, because over time, without knowing it, I will be looking past them.. through them. And it makes me sad.
I know that over the last month have had a life changing event. They say that a journey of a thousand miles starts with that first step. Somehow, without knowing it, I started walking. I find myself, for the first time in a place of clarity... a moment of lucidity. Because I stripped away all the garbage, my sight (And my vision) has improved. I see now that it is the very small things, the thoughts and prayers, the words we whisper, the tiny gestures that make this world great and worth living.
In other words... It's not filet mignon, it's the chick pea... which only grows in the summer.
I only have a day left, and only one post after this one to round it all out. Next month's project is super exciting and will be difficult to say the least. In less that 24 hours, I'll not be vegan anymore. (Until my first bypass...)
I was taking a mental note of all the various foodstuffs I've had this month. While it may be a slightly more diverse list than my normal fare, it hasn't exactly been a cornucopia of riches. I must blame poor planning. It's winter, when all plants are dead or dormant, and it's now that I chose to be vegan. This puts me at a serious disadvantage.
This winter tomato, red and full
Is not even a fiery shadow
Of it's summer cousin.
I missed out on having the bounty of summer as my backdrop for this journey. I missed out on the herbs growing freely in the garden, vegetables still warm from the summer sun and dining al fresco in the long evenings when the sun refuses to set. I don't know the smell of a perfectly seasoned mushroom on the grill, and I can honestly say that I will never know how much of a life changing event corn-on-the-cob is for a vegan tired from toiling in the sunshine.
I'll never appreciate, truly appreciate, pitcher of iced tea, or the scent of freshly baked bread in a spring breeze like a vegan would. I know that I am going to miss all these things, because over time, without knowing it, I will be looking past them.. through them. And it makes me sad.
I know that over the last month have had a life changing event. They say that a journey of a thousand miles starts with that first step. Somehow, without knowing it, I started walking. I find myself, for the first time in a place of clarity... a moment of lucidity. Because I stripped away all the garbage, my sight (And my vision) has improved. I see now that it is the very small things, the thoughts and prayers, the words we whisper, the tiny gestures that make this world great and worth living.
In other words... It's not filet mignon, it's the chick pea... which only grows in the summer.
Very beautifully written. Yes summer would have been a better time to go vegan.
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