eating with intent

I just sat down with my toast and cheese and tomato, and as I munched I checked emails and read blogs and perused Google maps.

Before I knew it, I looked down and my toast was gone. Both pieces.

Perhaps I should be paying more attention to what I consume and put into my body. I hardly even remember what that toast tasted like.

I want to really savor my foods, to breathe in their aromas and chew them slowly and feel them in my stomach. You know, instead of inhaling them while I do five other things.


Or, I could just take a nap.