You’re having a bad day. You get a bar of chocolate. You get 2 more.
You eat them up. You don’t even remember eating the suckers as you are so wrapped up in yourself.
Maybe its better to save that one chocolate bar for a good day. Where you can sit back and enjoy it, and not fee like a guilty dirty dog afterwards.
I’ve been thinking about this quite a lot over the past few days.
No such thing as a straight line. Or often, an easy solution to a complicated problem. Especially people or emotional problems. I think that’s how life usually…