I went to the kitchen at work, to reheat my usual lunch of string beans and lean ground turkey. In the microwave, filling the room with its aroma, was a container of spaghetti and meatballs swimming in tomato sauce. Despite the odds being against it, the spaghetti looked delicious and smelled even better.
What I found surprising, is that while I appreciated it deeply, I wasn’t tempted at all. I had no desire to eat it or what it made me think of: a Chicago-style deep dish pizza (pictured above). I removed the container from the microwave and replaced it with the green beens and lean ground turkey. I waited the 2 minutes while my lunch spun casually around in circles in the comfort of knowing that my diet has seized to be a diet and has become a part of my life. A part that I genuinely enjoy.