Lonely Day, Lonely Nights

When I make lunch or dinner for P and I, I usually think about what would taste good that day with the ingredients that make sense for whatever reason, like a soup for a cold day.  Roasted meat if we have been butchered mentally.  Just thought and consideration. Most of the time lately when I cook for myself, I just eat to stop being hungry.  But eating is very sensual and private to me so it's a bit weird that I do that.  I'm just not that into me right now I guess, so the best I could do for a solo lunch was cracking open a can of bean with bacon soup and adding fresh orange juice to my seltzer.  Sad is as sad does.