I am feeling a little sad today, disappointed that my plans for Christmas are unraveling. I was looking forward to spending time with Kat: cooking together, shopping together, just being together. Now, I'm not sure how I will spend the holiday.
In the midst of my sadness, I keep thinking about fudge. I imagine pressing it against the roof of my mouth with my tongue, the sugary goodness spreading from my palate to my brain, to the parts of my soul that are aching right now, the pleasure serving as a distraction from my sadness.
Oh, I know that the relief would only be momentary, but sometimes that seems like enough.
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