I'm not hungry. The cravings come and go, but they don't feel like hunger, more like abstract impressions. I'll just be walking around and suddenly the taste of rice crispies with milk, cream and strawberry jam pops into my head.
It's hard to see others eat and I can feel my instincts waking up when I sense the smell of food.
I have a lot less patience. Small things get me angrier than they should.
I'll get over it
Happy fasting!
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