Food is strange again. Even when I feel hungry, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with me.  I can feel an emptiness, but it doesn't seem connected with me or anything I can do.  I eat because I know that's what I'm supposed to do, but if I had to figure it out for myself I wouldn't know what to do about it.

It doesn't even feel like eating.  It's more like taking medicine.  It's a prescription.

There's no sense left in it.  No sensual.  No wanting.