Since Brain Mapping, since trembling in the quake of a UVBI-Auto-Heme, since falling in love, I have grown ill once more. Sadly, I am exempt from most life now, but only mind when I consider the option of what could. Its a poisonous, rambling, un-religious thought and I need it to begin: again.
I won't detail my reality as if it a vehicle of propulsion. Except my hair loss is rather alarming and I require an unprecedented amount of anti-psychotic medication.
My shivering sense of real ill aside, the reason for posting: I have embarked-upon a new obsession-of-choice. This project surrounds new dietary restrictions both ethical and health-related.
I am vegetarian. I am gluten-free. I am )mostly( dairy free.
My current Obsession Project: become an expert chef within these parameters.