She’s standing in my way. Not letting me thru. Who is she? She stands in between of me and my dreams always distracting me from my path. She is waving a scrumptious treat in the air that will inevitably disrupt my path to good health. She is lusting over something yummy that I want too… do i give in to the temptations and wait for “next time” to assert some self control or do I fall into a good time… fall into the lust.
Everytime I make a statement, a goal, she is there staring me down in anticipation of the fall. I won’t fall this time, its different. I am determined.
Daydreams of cherry blossoms, sunny days, tequila and loud laughter overwhelm my senses as a cookie is dangled under my nose. No, i say. and then i regret even though i feel powerful and strong.
and then in the dark, silence abounds and i am daydreaming again about the cookie she stood there holding for me.
Just a taste, i say.
