I don't know why I think about food so much, but today I was thinking about how difficult it can be at times to eat healthy in a processed food world. Restaurants rarely have what I would want to order. Half the time, I think, "Why didn't I just stay home? I'd rather eat what I make." The bulk of what's in the store isn't good for my body and my friends and relatives eat so differently than I do.
I used to long for certain sugary foods and wish they didn't cause my body so many problems. But my taste buds and desires are changing, so I don't think I'd fret if certain once beloved foods fell off the face of the earth and never returned. The few unhealthy foods that still call to me do more so out of habit than because my body actually wants them. I don't even like them anymore once I eat them (for example, ice cream!) I just have conditioned myself to think that every so often, I'll just succumb to this or that and that's really quite silly. I'm not a creature of habit. I'm a creation designed to make choices. I get to decide what I want to do and what I'll eat. The past doesn't need to determine the present. Nope, not at all.