Thoughts on eating
It's so weird to wake up and have the first thing in your mind go, "I must eat I must eat I must eat!" And constantly, throughout the day, "I must eat!" I feel stalked and haunted by thoughts of needing to eat. Terrified of getting another attack of gastritis again, if I don't remember to eat something every four hours.
I never realised before that I see eating as somewhat of an inconvenience. I have to interrupt whatever I'm doing in order to eat. That's why I've always had irregular meals -- I eat when I'm so hungry that I can no longer ignore the hunger pangs. Then I tear myself away from whatever I'm doing and go find some food.
Don't get me wrong; I do enjoy my food. Just that I eat out all the time, so getting a meal involves actually going out. Sometimes going out just seems too much of a hassle, but then fixing a meal for one is also a hassle. Add to that the fact that I am cullinarily-challenged... and bread or instant noodles gets boring fast. Not to mention, they aren't the most balanced meals too.
I suppose it doesn't help either that I don't have what you would call a "regular job". In most offices, work grinds to a halt around 1pm and there's a general exodus as everybody traipses out to have lunch. But since I mostly work from home, there's nothing except my clock to remind me that it's lunch hour, no incentive to temporarily drop whatever it is I'm doing since there's nobody to lunch with. When I was with the newspaper, even though we didn't keep a strict lunch hour, sooner or later somebody would say, "Hey, I'm hungry. Wanna go grab a bite?"
Not that I mind eating alone, but it's usually nice to have company :)