I ate a tomato!

My Story-Idea /Prompt: Based on your 10 last credit-card purchases, write a memoir or story.
Say, for a detective story: you're missing, and someone is trying to find you by following the trail of your credit card use.
Or, write a personal reflection: What does this trail show you?

I'm going to try this. I don't usually save my receipts, but I'm going to for the next ten purchases. 
(Wouldn't have to be credit card purchases for personal reflection-- they're what's most traceable for a detective or AI or something.)

Darn, I have to go already! It's another singe-digit day, so I'm catching the bus + walking a mile. At least it's above zero, and sunny.
Temps are due to warm up into the 20s this week, so I can bike again.

Later today I'm meeting up with my friend who I met when I was nineteen and we both worked at the collectively run, whole-foods restaurant.
She now has a business making her own chocolate, from raw bean to smooth bar!
This is what I'd want sweets to be: excellent and special.

I am going to try eating dates as a sweet option. I don't think I'd binge on dates, and they don't spike your sugar, and they have lots of nutrients. So they might be a good option.
Meanwhile, I ATE A TOMATO!
I saw a big ripe one at the store, brought it home and dressed it with olive oil and balsamic vinegar, and it was sooooo goood, I ate the whole thing.

This feels like a triumph! That I intuitively chose a food (NOT to any plan), that I then took pleasure in eating it, for its flavor.
That may seem obvious to a lot of people, but after years of eating for the chemical comfort, it's kind of a big deal for me: 

I can trust myself!

And while I wish I could wave a magic wand and make food troubles disappear, I don't want DESIRE, pleasure & comfort re food to disappear (ozempic):
I want to get in right, LOVING relationship with it!