Today was a bad day. I thought about and longed for sugar all day long. I became agitated, irritable, restive, pensive. What do I miss?
I miss the affect that sugar has on me, its influence. How safe it feels to know that its around: in the refrigerator, in the bed, in my tea, in my cocoa. I really miss it.
I miss feeling it and the way it takes over any situation and makes everything better or bearable. Yes, the quiet strength of sucrose!! But to me, a longtime lover, it was shugga.
Returning to sugar would be like returning to a comfortable bed, rain outside the window, fan gently blowing, everything aglow. I miss it. I feel the ache of its absence everyday. What is my recourse? The only option would assail my pride.
Like a prayer, Pepsi, cakes, cookies and candies. Like a vengeful, angry, abandoned deity: no answer.
Over and out.
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