Restricting my diet has had an interesting effect on me. For the past few days, after consuming the last of my calories for the day, I’ve had the overwhelming feeling that the day is over and that there’s nothing left to do but go to bed. Weird, huh? Like my entire day revolves around consuming calories. It was especially strong tonight, as I was wandering around downtown on a First Thursday, gorgeous spring evening after a great warm day, seeing all the open art galleries and other things to do, people wandering around… but still all I could think of was, “Well, that’s it, time to head home.”

I’ve framed my day totally by the food I eat. Is that a bad thing?