I, like most of northwest Arkansas, just spent a week without power. After an amazingly beautiful, amazingly destructive ice storm went through the area, everything relating to normal everyday life stopped. Hot showers, central heating, refrigerated foods, stop lights, schools, work, shops.
After a few cold meals, hurriedly grabbed from the warming fridge, eaten by candlelight in the steadily cooling house, one wants a hot meal. Not needs I grant you, but wants.
I sinned last week. A friend brought a meat-based, warm meal purchased at a chain fast food restaurant. So many no-no's for this food conscious, vegetarian, local consumer.
I ate it gratefully, happily and without regret.
In times of discomfort, I have learned, I will sacrifice my principles to feel better. Hm. I ain't proud, but I'm trying to be honest.
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