I don't remember why that popped into my head, but it did.
Today is Ash Wednesday.
Last year this was the worst day of my life.
Fast forward a year and I'm sitting in some random conference room learning about a new work system. I ate a gluten-free protein bar and I'm worried that my stomach will hate me for it.
From loss to boredom in 357 days. I'm not sure how I'll feel in eight days.
Thanks to some health issues I've had recently, I've been toying with the idea of greatly reducing my gluten intake for a period of time. I'm not saying eliminate it completely because I am in the brewing program and that would make it a bit difficult (plus I haven't had issues with beer). Traditional breads, pastas, cakes, cookies... pizza. Sayonara.
So I suppose this will be my Lenten sacrifice. And if I'm giving something up, perhaps I should take something on. Such as writing again. I keep telling myself I have no time, but honestly I just couldn't write. Most of these attempts I think are rubbish. But eh, nobody reads this anyways.
Give and take. We'll see how long this lasts.