Mar 29, 2012
When I travel for work, after a while I start to get out of sorts. Usually it has to do with my eating habits. My clock is mixed up, so at breakfast I crave dinner. I have been chowing down on huge breakfasts to make up for it. In Seoul, everyone eats lunch way earlier than in America. By 11:45AM I am being asked what I want for lunch. It's the last thing on my mind because I am still full from my giant breakfast. Later when I am hungry, all the food is gone. My lunch starts to look uneatable by then. Sometimes I manage half a sandwich. By dinner I'm all confused because my body thinks I should have breakfast. Because I'm at some photo studio, my dinner is brought to me in plastic buckets. I have trouble looking at it and trying to figure out what it is. So I take a pass. This leads to a downward spiral that I can't ever seem to get out of. Food has never been a big part of my life. I never think about what I am going to eat for my next meal. I sort of just eat whatever is put in front of me. I'm usually too busy drawing, filming, painting, working or doing squirrel activity. Also I'm one year older today.