scrawls
still cheaper than therapy*


29.11.06
why i can't say no, and the spirit of the season
because somewhere in there, right next to the clean plate club compulsion i've been trying to rid myself of for nearly a decade now and which it could be argued contributes in a significant way to American obesity, but we're not going there today, but somewhere way down in the middle is a belief that if i can share a meal with someone, then something in our relationship is fundamentally okay. That breaking bread together is an affirmation. and it probably isn't for anyone else, anywhere, ever. but the stupid little idealist that still hopes for world peace won't turn down half a Kit Kat or a cup of coffee or some peach pie, just in case. i have to be the only person who takes this shit seriously: it's not. it's just a metaphor. but still, if we could all just sit down and have a fucking beer. maybe. right?

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