I'm Fixing a Hole Where the Rain Gets In

Carnivore Brunch

On special occasions when my body screams for protein, there is nothing like a steak and egg dinner with a mountain of sauteed vegetables in butter to relieve some of the heartache of life.  

I know steaks are for winners, so enjoying one is a treat for which I am not worthy but will gladly partake of when the occasion arises.  I am not a fan of the popular idea of learning to love ourselves. I think the less we consider ourselves and our needs, the better.  Less self everything is most likely the best road. I'm terrible at considering the needs of others, but I see it's the way out of our own heads.  

Thank goodness my partner was also craving this nutritious meat, so I could cook believing I was doing something loving for another when in reality, I was getting my own fix.  You must crawl before you can walk.