Yoga Journal #52: Chicken piece for peace.

Did yoga observation in the morn – then met friends for dinner.

Shared starters with the whole table and didn’t eat any meat. Everyone wanted to order a mix of mains to share and didn’t want to make a fuss – so just decided to eat around the meat in the dishes that everyone wanted – then was questioned on it and didn’t feel like having to explain the whole thing.
“No, I’m not vegetarian. No, I just don’t feel like it.”
“Why?!”
“I don’t know – I just don’t”
“But like, why not?!”
“I just don’t really feel like it – the taste of it.. I don’t know…”
“but…?!?!”

So I ate the fucking piece of chicken to make everyone happy.

Had a good evening though spoke lots about yoga – didn’t really think the stuff I was talking about was soooo yoga-like, but clearly it is! I think I have lost track of what is normal!?!