early day

I have now officially said “goodbye “

To all my favorites 

From a previous life. 

All of it gave me heartburn. 

A slice of pizza. 

A beer (domestic yuk). 

A corny dog. 

A peanut butter cup. 

Chicken Quesadillas. 

It wasn’t a “binge in the car” type thing. 

I acted like the video series 

Where people from one country 

Try food from another country. 

What we love, they think is gross. 

If you really touched, and smelled,

And tasted the food you eat

-With a critical eye-

You probably wouldn’t eat 

Half of those things again. 

The breads are often stale. 

The cheese is just globs. 

The chicken is probably soy-

No. No real chicken looks like that! 

They use cheap oils to cut costs. 

And many many many preservatives 

And chemicals to ensure 

A long shelf life- and profit. 

No blood glucose rise-

But dayum, gurl- 

The inflammation! 

That’s what kills, anyhow. 

Who wants to feel like crap

And eat that junk? 

It’s never worth it. 

We’re probably remembering 

Food or treats from childhood-

When we want those things...

When we think we want them....

Food costs account for 

25% of the 

Total price of fast food. 

More or less. 

Big business. 

You’d go to jail if you fed a dog 

Taco Bell every night. 

But we eat it ourselves 

And think it’s grand. 

Almost too late for Autumn. . 

If you missed it, it was last week. 

Blue skies and low carb pies. 

Is this the same patio

I spent an hour cleaning 

Just this week?

Yes indeed. 

Get the rake. 

I feel it’s too confining

 to commit to 6 shifts a week. 

They’re long shifts. 

So I looked into Uber 

And Door Dash. 

An old hospice nurse trick

Is to imagine you are 

On your deathbed- 

50 years from now. 

What will you say? Feel? 

Will you regret what you didn’t do? 

Will you be sad that you never

Saw the mountains?

The oceans? 

Europe? 

It’s just a chance to try something new. 

If I don’t like it- I can go back.