Parts of me wonder why I even bother eating anymore. Those are the parts that handle the food I shove into my body. This life of taking pills before eating anything needed to end, I just thought I had more time. And this isn’t one of those eat-bland-foods-for-two-weeks-so-my-body-can-recover deals. This full on Sparta in what I kick out of my daily diet, and what becomes “sometimes” food. Have You Heard the One About the Priest, the Rabbi, and the Duck? My coworker and I talked about creative writing professors attempting to have us write like them. I lucked out. Neither Jose Skinner or Rene Saldana, Jr. forced their writing styles on me. Emmy Perez didn’t, either, but there were times when I knew she…