an old start.

A great dinner with wong sir, which again arouse my desire to be a vegetarian. Being a vegetarian seems to be a part of my past; an inconceivable past which I don't remember. I feel serene and happy when I keep out of meat.. The feeling is so strong tonight that perhaps I should make up my mind even, in the UK, undertaking a plan of staying away from meat. Coherence of insistence and consistence. I am happy because I am not joining the part of killing.