The is a RemembeRed prompt:
“Today we’re trying a little something different. Are you ready? Your word is below. Take the next ten minutes to write about the first single memory that word calls up. Focus on the emotions and the experience, spend ten minutes really exploring that memory. Then wrap it up, publish, and come back to link up.”
Don’t call it a crash diet for nothing. Feels like crashing… crashing into something solid… like a planet. Like falling out of the sky, ramming into the ground. Binge tomorrow, fast today. Lie down. Think about ceilings.
Bones shake under the skin–must have been jarred up by the fall. Walking around’s not easy–ground tilts a little, head swims a little. Binge tomorrow, fast today. Clean the house. Think about lemon-scented wood polish.
Stomach shakes under the bones–must have been jarred up by the fall. Good, means it’s empty. Binge tomorrow, fast today. Wash the dishes. Think about plates.
Crash on the couch, bed’s too far away. Think about a good day.
In case you’re curious, this is about my lifelong, somewhat unhealthy obsession with food and weight–two things that are always on my mind whether I’m fasting, dieting, or shoving pizza in my face. No surprise that that’s where my mind went at this prompt.