Meals and The Structure of Life

Just a quick note. Some days I don't do much. I hang out. I listen to music. I do sporadic writing. I get lost in the internet's weird corridors of distraction. I eat food. I always eat food.

I do things until I need to eat another meal. This constant need for food. This body. I need to maintain it with this food stuff. It just feels awfully strange to be at the mercy of my need for food. I just need to eat all the time. What is up with that? So strange the way it can structure my life. Life revolves around meals. And it seems as though I just drift and drift until I need to eat food again.