No Fishing
Don't eat fish.
I have thoughts.
Killing animals for consumption suddenly took a toll on my empathy.
Such feelings attacked last week after a discussion about how we get
our meat; chicken, fish, pork, beef. I think my favorite meat is beef.
I like it rare; medium rare.
I went vegetarian for three weeks once for the same compassionate
reasons. It discontinued when my grandfather spooned a slice of fish
into my bowl at dinner and I couldn't refuse.
Ginger nuts! I'm thinking too much, and contemplating vegetarian
- for good this time. Either lacto-ovo-vegetarian or a flextarian;
the latter because my doctor said I lack iron when I went meatless
the last round. And don't quite want to take iron pills. Or maybe
pesco-vegetarian for the occasional zinc and omega three.
Hmm.
I get upset when I think of the chicken that squawked and bled to death.
chill-
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