I went to see a naturopath last night. Because, why not? Because, wouldn’t it be interesting to describe the ins and outs of your body, your eating habits, your aches and pains, all of your overshares, to a cool Armenian woman with a beautiful necklace who listens and offers you advice?
Well I did, and I should be taking acidophilus bifidus (“Go for the 8 million”), B vitamins, and, oh yeah, totally not eating glutens for the rest of my life.
Actually I’m not sure how to define “glutens.” I’m supposed to stay away from “the whites,” as in, white flour, refined sugar, etc. But I used the word “gluten” because it sounded overdramatic and FINAL.
It was a casual suggestion, and she suggested I try it as a little detox experiment, to see if I noticed any changes.
It’s a go big or go home moment, and I’m not sure I want to…go.
Listening to Stevie Wonder.
Eating a banana.
Contemplating my next move.