A place for me to dump my ideas. I'm not sure exactly what is going to end up here. But I promise it will be useless.
You find yourself in a startlingly familiar position.
What could be more familiar than the grocery store?
As you lazily saunter through the aisles,
a thought crosses your mind
"I should treat myself"
"Well sure," you respond
"That's what the cherries are going to be for."
But suddenly, the simple cherry doesn't sound so great
You feel a deep, painful, feeling starting to grow
Yeah, a box a crackers and a tub of cream cheese would be pretty great
But you told yourself you were going to eat healthier
And now you're stuck,
frozen in the middle of the grocery store
You know this feeling well, a constant companion
The inner pain bubbling up within
You know what it wants (FOOD)
You know that it only stops while you're eating
once you're done, it starts back up again
Night after night, the same battles waged and lost.
But today it finds you in the middle of a shopping trip
You empty your mind,
take a deep breath
1
2
3
4
exhale
the relief is fleeting.
You're starting to panic
"I thought I was going to face my demons"
but instead you find yourself facing a 50% off sale
A hand reaches out, and once the tub is in your grasp
all your worries melt away.
A great silence
You're going to treat yourself tonight.
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I do blame myself for my eating habits,
of course. No one else could possibly be responsible. Yet, I can't
help but feel that we have constructed a society where the masses
(which apparently includes myself) are mined for profit by large food
corporations. To put it plainly, if I was still a kid, there's no way
I'd get away with eating half the shit I do. My mom would keep
me in line. However, I am tragically in charge of feeding myself
now. There's just no way for natural food to compete with the
cornucopia o f factory-made delights flowing from the large
corporations. Hilariously, we sit here amidst an obesity crisis,
injecting ourselves with gila monster toxins, in order to stave off
the pounds. I can tell you that if all I had available to eat
was fresh, seasonal vegetables, fruits, and whole grains then I would
not have the cravings that I deal with. But then again, maybe
I'd be an alcoholic or something. Who knows.