Sweet Dreams

It is currently three in the morning and man am I craving chocolate. It is about to be day three of this journey I like to call, Veganism. And you know, I really did not think it would be this hard, but I am honestly struggling. Everytime I go downstairs I am reminded that I can eat approximately 2% of what we have in our kitchen. I was going to go buy some delicious vegan groceries this week, but alas I am broke for reasons I shall explain in an upcoming post. So I'm stuck eating pasta, pita chips, and an unhealthy amount of sweet tea. But anyways, back to chocolate.
One of the reasons I didn't think this would be so hard is because I was already a vegetarian (two years strong, whoop whoop), and basically I was just cutting out dairy and eggs from my diet. That proved to be a surprising amount of my daily consumption. And one of the things I can no longer eat is chocolate. But in the past couple years I have discovered that chocolate kind of makes me feel sick, along with ice cream. It's a sad life I live, because if you can't eat chocolate and ice cream, then what's the point of eating? Am I right? So when I turned vegan, I thought, "Eh, no big deal. I don't eat it that much anyways, and it makes me sick so there's really no big loss". I was mistaken. Because it is in the wee hours of the morning and I am craving chocolate like a recovering alcoholic. I could really use one of those nicotine patches, but in the form of a chocolate patch instead. Oddly enough though, as I have been writing this my craving has diminished. How wonderful. Well this is an obscenely long post about nothing of importance, but hey what can you do? When you crave chocolate, you just have to tell people.

Titles and Categories are Always the Hardest Part

Welcome to my thoughts' home! This is much more intimidating than I expected. Although I don't imagine many people will read what I write, it's still a scary thought to think someone will know what I'm thinking at times, and I worry about judgement from whomever may come across it and think they are holier than thou. But I guess that's their prerogative as this is mine. I've wanted a place to express my thoughts for quite some time. The occasional journal entry every couple of blue moons is nice, but a place to really call my own so to say just seems nice. Like I said, my thoughts' home. And now more than ever I am hoping I used that apostrophe correctly.
The past year and a half has brought out much more self-reflection and pensive thinking than any other year or time in my life and I feel like now is the time to start voicing some of the things I have thought and experienced and will experience. I don't anticipate putting this blog into a category be it lifestyle, faith, beauty, cooking, scholarly, etc. Hopefully I will have some of those topics scattered within it throughout the years. Who knows, maybe I will become a world renown blogger; probably not but miracles do happen. Fun fact, my father was actually selected as one of the country's top bloggers about ten years ago and went on a blogger's festival to Las Vegas. Maybe it runs in the family. Or maybe I just have the itch and finally decided to scratch it.
My entire life I have narrated my existence as if I were writing a book, thinking of the perfect phrase to describe a dish, event, or experience. So something in me believes it was not a coincidence when I discovered my former English teacher's blog and felt inspired to begin my own. Some things are just meant to be and perhaps this is one of them. Or perhaps not. I suppose only the future will tell. But for now I will remain content in knowing that I have this outlet and the ability and freedom to express my life, my thoughts, my desires, and my inspirations.