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Day one of my fast was not that bad, to be honest. Yes i was hungry, but nothing i couldn’t handle. I never ate breakfast or lunch anyway. Towards the night of my first day, my stomach was not having anymore of my shit. It wanted food, and it wanted it fast. I am convinced that my stomach was suggesting recipes to my brain because while i was sitting down, my mind was flashing images of me pulling foods out of my fridge that i knew didn’t exist.

I held back.

I shut my eyes and meditated about what i wanted and tried to ignore the cravings my stomach was surely the culprit of.