And I noticed that my best life at the moment entailed delayed gratification, I ate the wing first, thus clipping my ability to fly metaphorically right from the start. And I waited for the cole slaw dessert; I saved it for last, or was it that I saved myself for last. Unfortunately, by the time I got to the cole slaw, it still wasn't worth saving. Does some part of me believe that I'm not worth saving? Do I unconsciously put myself last?
I compartmentalized my meal, I ate things in order;
How I Found Myself in a Bucket of Kentucky Fried Chicken
Diposting oleh Kasih on Sabtu, 31 Maret 2012
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