Like everything around us today my mind requires both outgoing and incoming changes. The routine of hand preparing my juice in the morning, however inconvenient the thought was, has become quite pleasurable. Grapefruit, oranges and blood oranges right now smooth my pallet and oddly the act of juicing them by hand is giving me peace and clarity. Something I welcome to set my day off straight. Still I battle the thought of other foods and their lingering tantalizing past comfort. However misplaced these foods were to my health, they were apart of many familiar memories.