Most people who know me know I am a vegetarian. I have been avoiding meat for the past 15-20 years. I avoid meat not because it's a "greener" option (although it is), and not because I think animals have the right not be eaten. I avoid meat not for any philosophical or moral reasons. I think chewing muscle is gross so I don't eat meat. I am fine if others eat meat. I even cook meat for guests and family. But the other night, I ate a steak in my dreams. I think it was a flank steak. It was flat and dry and I ate it with my bare hands by biting off chunks, chewing and swallowing. And while I was eating this steak, I had the awareness that this was an unusual act for me. I knew I was doing something significantly out of the ordinary but I couldn't quite put my finger on why this was different. Even though I knew this was out of character for me, I did it anyway. The steak had no flavor, no smell, and left no residue in my mouth. But it was chewy - chewier than the other foods I eat. I don't remember many of my dreams and they usually don't keep coming back to my mind like this dream did. I tried to interpret the dream. Do I want to return to "carnivoroscity?" I don't think so. I don't miss meat. Do I feel deprived as a vegetarian? Again, no, I don't think so. Does this dream mean I an open to new experiences? Yeah, that explanation sounds the best. I'll go with that.
Saturday, April 23, 2011
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