I don’t usually like you. Most people who are crazy in love with you think I’m from another planet, all because I never appreciated you. It’s not that I don’t like you really; it’s just that I never fell in love with anything sweet. It’s the classic “it’s not you, it’s me” excuse. I know you don’t often hear that; no one in their right minds can say no to the sweetness, happiness and love you give them, but I am not your average person. I don’t have a sweet tooth. It doesn’t mean though that I will never ever like you.
Like now. You are lifting my spirits up. I now understand why they like you that much. Thank you for stimulating my I-don’t-know-what-part-of-the-brain to release serotonin and dopamine that are responsible for the lightness I’m feeling right now. You are making me smile. For a little while. I’ll probably tire myself running later just thinking of the calories you gave me but it was worth it, even just for a few bites.
I’m still not in love with you, Chocolate. I would choose fruits and wheat bread over you in a heart beat. The sugar rush you gave me made me write this crazy letter, who knows I might write a letter to ice cream later on. Yes, I’ll turn to you when the feelings get too overwhelming. Or when the tools in the office are sooo slow, it’s driving me nuts. Like right now.
Chocolate, I won’t seek you. Not very often. You are still at the bottom of the list of my comfort food. But you are a darling. A sweetheart. Now, let me get water to wash down the bittersweet taste you left in my palate. It’s time to move on.
P.S. Sugar overload is something I don’t normally experience because I stay away from sweets. So yes, just a few bites of whatever chocolate I get my hands into will give me a terrible headache or this, an overpowering need to crazy rant.
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