My art therapist Bairbre wrote it down for me on a piece of paper for my fridge door: “Kuchisabishii” it read. A reminder to me that I am only eating because I have a ‘lonely mouth’…to make me think twice about opening the fridge door hopefully! Look it up online…”Kuchisabishii’. Apparently, it’s a buzzing buzz word in Japan since the onset of lockdown in the face of the COVID 19 pandemic. Lonely mouths abound…laugh & grow round!
My lonely mouth is not to be silenced. I am sipping on my second mocha & contemplating the goodies in the vending machine downstairs, as I do when “Kuchisabishii” strikes. Writing is a wonderful distraction that I have not particularly been taking part in these past many months…succumbing to writers’ block of sorts.
That second mocha disappeared down the hatch without a scratch. Delicious but “Kuchisabishii” means more, man…I guess I’ll make a trip to the vending machine…might give me something to write about! Maybe I’ll just go down & have a looksee, with a view to averting temptation. Deliver us from evil!
My mate Nash reckons Cadbury’s Chocolate & the like are evil. He also only sees the evil of the vending machine. I see that always practicing gratitude is one’s best bet in life, that it’s a blessing, even though it’s presence in my life helped me balloon out like a munchkin for a spell. Who else do I know has in-house 24/7-365 access to a munchies machine? All of my neighbours, that’s who.
Visited the vending machine, selected a Bounty for my trouble & meandered into the garden, mindfully munching. “Kuchisabishii!” There was my old flower Bernard, bottle of Bacardi in the bag. To Bernard’s quarters! “Kuchisabishii” followed suit. Several glasses of rum & orange later, we returned to the garden at least half jarred, our bellies half full with pizza & Crunchies on top of our beverages. It wasn’t long before we said our good nights & each departed to our own room. I proceeded to fill myself with bagels, pesto & cheese melts…2 rounds under the grill, a day’s eating in a parallel universe. Gobble, gobble, gobbledygook…
I am back before my keyboard, relating tales of gluttony. With a full belly, I feel a wave of “Kuchisabishii” & I contemplate visiting the vending machine once again. At this rate of energy consumption, I had better have superpowers tomorrow in the yoga studio or there’ll be…regrets! Promising to report back after……
Faith In The Ripple Effect 