I have been on a diet for a little over a week and am slowly losing weight. I do not know if progress will continue, but am trying. Yesterday, I was so hungry at night that I was glad my cat was sitting on my belly making my stomach feel smaller. I am getting cravings for Chicken Caesar Salad, which is forbidden as a mostly vegetarian. I continue to eat fish.
Life progress itself has been slow lately. I have plans of volunteering at a hospital to see if I want to be a Physical Therapist Aid, but I haven’t made the call. Time is running short if I want to follow this path, but I am unsure if I would be making the right choice. It would be a running away of sorts. Running into a job with easy employment instead of discovering my life purpose.