Mind over matter…
Mind over matter…
Mind over matter…
That's what I've been chanting to myself for the past week.
It's Lent. For those of you who don’t know what Lent is:
Definition: [n] a period of 40 weekdays from Ash Wednesday to Holy Saturday
You give up something for Lent if you’re a Catholic. So, I gave up – sweets. All kinds of sweets, from candy to cakes.
I NEED SUGAR!
I suppose it will be better for me not to eat sweets for forty days, and if Jesus could live for forty days in a desert on bread and water I can survive without candy…. bla, bla, bla… But I’m getting such incredible cravings.
All I can think about is chocolate, pancakes, candied fruit, baklava… I even dreamed last night (among other things - right after my cousin having a fight with her father and before the blond guy that killed his cheating wife) that I was happily eating a “međimurska gibanica” (if you ever had it, you’ll know why I dreamed it!).
Do you think it will get easier as time goes by?
I fear every day that I will not hold out till the end.
And it’s not that I want to hold out because I want to be a good Christian. I want to hold out to prove to myself I still have some self-control left, and that my mind is indeed the master of my body.
But, damn, the body is demanding!!!
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