Weird Cravings
Jun. 13th, 2007 04:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
surrealestateI've been a vegetarian for around 15 years now, and vegan for most of that. I rarely crave the stuff I don't eat, because most of it doesn't really register as food to me, and anyway, it's generally a desire for a certain sort of seasoning or something that is easily satisfied with a veggie option.
So you can imagine how weird it was for me to suddenly be craving flesh. More than craving, really, it was like a primal need. When chocolate didn't work, I tried gnawing on a carrot, but it just didn't satisfy, even when I added peanut butter. Also (this is so weird), it wasn't even just flesh I wanted. It was (I'm kind of embarrassed to admit this) brains. I mean, how can you crave something you've never even eaten? I don't know if all these years of not consuming cholesterol has caught up with me, but I'm telling you, I needed some. I tried some meditation, the usual Breathe-Watch-Allow, trying to sit with my feelings, but it wouldn't go away.
Then my roomie came home and I wanted to talk to him about it, but he was raving about some sort of mob in the street, and I found I could really only get one word out when I tried to speak. But he finally shut up once I ate his brain, which really hit the spot.
I'm still craving more, though. Maybe I can convince Farmer Steve to start a CSA brainshare. That'd be awesome.
So you can imagine how weird it was for me to suddenly be craving flesh. More than craving, really, it was like a primal need. When chocolate didn't work, I tried gnawing on a carrot, but it just didn't satisfy, even when I added peanut butter. Also (this is so weird), it wasn't even just flesh I wanted. It was (I'm kind of embarrassed to admit this) brains. I mean, how can you crave something you've never even eaten? I don't know if all these years of not consuming cholesterol has caught up with me, but I'm telling you, I needed some. I tried some meditation, the usual Breathe-Watch-Allow, trying to sit with my feelings, but it wouldn't go away.
Then my roomie came home and I wanted to talk to him about it, but he was raving about some sort of mob in the street, and I found I could really only get one word out when I tried to speak. But he finally shut up once I ate his brain, which really hit the spot.
I'm still craving more, though. Maybe I can convince Farmer Steve to start a CSA brainshare. That'd be awesome.