Kind of down today. I think I’m in mourning for food. I’m use to food being a savory adventure of some kind. Even old favorites are relished and their taste savored and explored. For the last 4 days I drank juice because I must. There is no enjoyment there is no savoring…it’s like taking a bitter medicine, you make yourself do it because you know it will make you feel better eventually. But you come to dread when you have to take it. That is about what I feel drinking juice. The people I talk to say if I can just hang on until the 14 day mark I will start to enjoy it…will try to keep it going until then.