Sunday, June 6, 2004

Missing the Company of Food-Eaters

This afternoon, Stephen & I took the train from the Hampton station to downtown Garland to walk around the historical square even though we were certain nothing would be open. Nothing was open. But the trip was fulfilling in that sort of way that getting no fulfillment can be.

The fast came and went. We ended it a few hours ago--after slightly more than 48 hours of no solid food. Still not sure of the benefits, particularly after the headaches began this afternoon as we walked around downtown Garland in the heat with nothing to do except board the train back to our side of town. I certainly do feel a bit more lucid and glad to finally fast after so many years of unquestioningly eating my fill. My last real fast was at the age of 18, when I abstained from food for four days. At the end of that time, I had visions and began speaking in tongues. I pray such conditions don't return.

Perhaps tomorrow I'll break my fast from speaking to people as well: I need to return several phone calls as well as call several people to arrange things for the next few weeks. Tomorrow will be a good day for such things.

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