Sick Of Everything

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I never thought the day would come, but somehow, I–foodie of all foodies–am sick of, well, everything.

It all started the other day when I wasn’t in the mood for noodles. This was unprecedented! I always want noodles. “It’ll pass…,” I thought to myself.

But it didn’t. Before I knew it, it wasn’t just noodles that I didn’t want, it was everything! I was sick of sushi, sick of dumplings, sick of pizza, and sick of pasta! I was sick of fish, chicken, and steak. None of it made my mouth water as it ordinarily does. I didn’t know what had come over me.

Living in NYC, I get my fair share of different cuisines, but it seems to have reached a point where it all just seems a little played out. I’m not salivating at the thought of tacos, or craving ice cream. I fear that I’m becoming somebody who eats out of necessity, rather than joy.

Maybe I need to go cold turkey. Seriously, I mean maybe I should just eat cold turkey for a few days and see if it wets my appetite for other, more delicious things.

One things for sure; this can’t last…can it?