What not eating meat for 30 days taught me

It takes 30 days for our body to fully digest and cleanse from any meat. So I took up the challenge for an experiment. I wanted to see what changes in me, who had meat for two meals at least, who swore on Oxford Dictionary and Shaurma, who worhsipped chicken breast and KFC bites.
So, it was very rewarding. Of course, it was most difficult at family and friend dinners, when you do mot want to shout about depriving yourself from your favorite foods, but there where meals I ate nothing at, because every single dish contained some meat.
Because I took the challenge following my inner call, I had no psychological or mental difficulties controlling my appetite, but I had physical ones - I was never satisfied by the food, I was hungry most of the times (I also do not consume bread). And I was stupid enough not to add protein additives to my diet.
Still, the results are self-explaining. I am far less stressed out, I have more energy (I literally burst  with energy when I come home at 22-00 after having taught the whole day. I take a lot of things easier, yes, even Yerevan traffic. I am more understanding, less demanding, and less dealing with ****ting )))
And it is so good that not a single vegetarian friend pushed me, opposite, every one was like “You wanna eat, do”,  but as for now I really do mot feel like.
The brain also works faster, because I eat a lot more nut snacks, a lot of colorful veggies brighten my mood.
Did I mention I saved quite a lot of money on my meals outdoors which where cut by 60% in the cost, because this is the meat price, the meat which is of unknown quality?!
Moral of the story- meat makes us less energetic, more stressed and poor. And humans are not meat-eaters origninally, so this explains a lot.


What driving 10 000 kms has taught me

They say one learns a skill after practicing for 10 000 hours, and my driving instructor said it usually takes this much kilometers to become a relatively decent driver, not an "usta" though.
Now, once I have passed the border between a freshman and a sophomore, let me note down some of the lessons I have learnt:
1. When you drive you look at your three mirrors more, than you look through the windshield. This is because it is the danger from behind and around that hits us, not the one right in front of our eyes.
2. Listening to music while driving is crucial, and it does set the pace and the speed as you go. But you should shut the radio down, when there is someone next to you and listen to this someone. This is respect and safety.
3. At the crossroads, people will check you out- some for chatting you up, the others for seeing if they can overtake you. You need to smile like a Sphynx and apply your hand cream. Never be caught in a chat under the red light.
4. You need to fuel your car...systematically, with good quality gasoline and oils. This keeps your car engine going.
5. Some people obtain the license to drive, while others go take exams. They all learn the same things - some in the right way, the others-in the long way.
6. It is after you have a couple of minor accidents that you actually feel the parameters of your car, and learn how to distinguish the good driver from the bad one, as well as to defend yourself.
7. Never trust the signs peer drivers give - they may go to the right while flickering the left turn light, as well as move the car without a prior note. Not mentioning unforeseen stops.
8. One needs to keep their car clean of litter, wash it from time to time, decorate, make changes.
9. Do not compare your car with other people's cars - yours is the best, trust me.
10. If you want to know how important your car is, just do not drive it for three days.
No, this was not about driving and a car.

11. It is a sign of aristocracy when you respect other peoples’ cars, park and drive keeping the distance, do not honk at any uncomfortable situation, give sign before changing your route and turning.



If I was diagnosed with cancer, if I had an accident and died just tomorrow, there is nothing I would like to do before I die. I have noone to say I love them, I have no apologies to make, there are no places I dream to visit. I have done all of these. I have paid all my dues. I do all as I consider right. If I want to talk, I do. If I want to block, I do. I am deeply convinced I treat people right. I try my very best to be maximum moral and minimum mutual.

And I fully enjoy every minute,
every glance, every look, every drawback.
I do all that pleases me, I say all that fills me in
I live my life with no regrets.

And if I die tomorrow, be happy,
Because happy was what I always felt,
Spread on me cinna and bury me,
Make my people dance to the rhythm.

I lived a good life, with all that had made me,
I gave love, felt so good, hurt and cured,
No regrets, no changes, no goals,
All is good, Life rewards as it goes.

All the disappointments and pains and heartbreaks,
I let go, I forget, I won't hurt,
All that comes to me is what I paid for,
What I earned, what I craved, what I cared for.

Nobody is secured from a surprise death, and today, as I was watching a play about it, it occurred to me, that I have nothing to do before I die, absolutely nothing, because I make sure I do all till I am alive.


The dance

I had always loved partying, but had given up doing it so much. Maybe because I thought I was old for that, or maybe because I preferred driving rather than drinking.
But that night I knew I needed to go party. I was committed to get drunk.
So I emptied the first doudou into my stomach. Nothing.
The second.
The third.
Gives hope.
Ok, I agree to play that game of checkers with shots instead of figures. I eat one figure, then second, then third, I lost number of counts.
Did I mention there was this guy who came with a friend and three girls while I was in the toilet checking why I was not drunk yet? So he sat in the neighboring table with his back to me. During the same show there was an auction for a blue cocktail the barman made in front of us. He has bought it for me. I was sipping at it.  Then he gradually turned to be on the same level with me, and we peered during the show games.
Returning to the checkers. He was playing them too. Parralel to me. Couldn't track how drunk he was. But we started dancing..All together. Everyone was dancing with everyone, but somehow I ended in his tight arms when the slow dance came (I hadn't seen it coming, tho).
He was hesitant adn cautious first. One hand on the back, the other holding my hand. But after a couple of moves we ended on each other's shoulders. Comfortably. Silently. No questions. Nothing. We were both drunk. We just danced well. Everyone was looking, and then he said (he had been giving me instructions how to move all the time, so that we synched);" Now I hug you hold you up and spin". I laughed. Did not think he was serious. But he was. We spinned once. I held my head back and folded my knees up behind me. a couple more rounds. I felt the moment. Wow! He was strong ;-)
Then we ended up cheek to cheek. Then he left the room, and I left the club. Don't know how it would have ended if we talked after. But I knew, somehow felt that dance was all we needed.
I smelled his perfume when I came home, and decided not towash it away.
I felt his cheek hair on my cheek for a day aftrerwards.
I felt his tight arms. I felt his closed eyes.


I don't want to tell you my dramas and worries, I do not care what you had before me, and who you loved. I will not ask you questions and have expectations, I will just be there with you and for you.
I will watch you sleep and kiss after shave. I will cook you soups and pack you healthy lunch boxes.  I will dance with you at some parties, and check you out at family gatherings when sitting far. I will watch you work and fuel you with coffee. I will be silent with you. I will not talk, just sit there. I will watch you smoke and drive you home after your drunk men parties. I will choose presents for your parents and pay utilities for our home. I will send you notes and hold your arm when we walk. We will watch films and share insights. I will lick your old wounds and ask no questions. I will understand you and admire you.  I will look at our kids and adore how they look like you. We will go to gym together and swim parallelly. And we will be happy, the way we have earned it. And people will look at us and say," How similar to each other you are, what a good match you make". And you will squeeze my hand and close your eyes. Because we have seen this coming. Long before it happened.


I miss you

I miss you. I miss how you look at me. I miss how you get shy when I give you my long looks. I miss your physical existence near me. I miss the calming you bring. I miss the way you feel me and fill me.
I don’t care who was or what was before me, I just care about healing your wounds and soothing your anger. Because you are the best possible. You have read more books in English than me. And you know people’s souls and you love life. I admire you.
I love when you feel me, when you send me that rare song I was listening to and accosiatong it with you. I need you. I need you now. I have come to You, it needed to be You. I was coming to you through all my days.
I miss you. 


To My Man

The light of my eyes, my counselor, my motivator, my DJ, my advisor, from the moment I met you all the darkness turned into light. I knew it was You. I just felt it. And how could I not fall for someone who had read more English books than me, who loved cinnamon and smoking, who drove after me the first time we met and gave me that look of "That's my girl". How could I not fall for the one who brought me his open box of cinna tea when he learnt I loved cinna?! How could I not for the one who admired me from the first sight and till now?! How could I not fall the one who shares my dreams, my taste, my heart?!
I know our life will be good, because we really match - you love coconut, and I love cinna. You love coffee, and I love it, too. You are the opposite of me, and the continuation of me at the same time. And we always understand each other. And you soothe me, darling. I said darling, and I remembered how I love when you call me dear or Ann. I don't like when people call me not my full name, but the way you utter A N N, the way your eyes shine, the way your mouth curves, the way your long fingers grasp mines...I am helpless.
I want you to know that from the first day I met you which was end of March 2017, and up to the present day I have been in love with you, I have been under you spell...willingly...happily...gratefully