cookie.

"we're all artists painting an infinite canvas
and we're running short on paint."

i dont know the person who wrote those words and i probably never will. a friend of a friend. but i thought it was so well put that i had to include it here even if its plagarism.

i saw this thing on the today show over break about dieting and how to lose those pounds in the new year. there were two dieting divas on there and one of their tips was this: eat the cookie. you know you want the cookie and until you get the cookie all you will do is think about the cookie and stuff your face with more unsatisfactory foods because you cant have the cookie. so let yourself have the cookie. give yourself what you want in the first place so you dont have to struggle with yourself over a cookie.

now im a big proponent of cookies, so i believe that cookies are good for all, and unlike cookie monster i believe cookies in fact are good all the time, but this idea extends way beyond a simple dessert...this is life.

what if you dont do what you want? maybe you decide youll do what you want later? but what if later there are no cookies left or, even worse, theres no you left? why do we put ourselves through this? we know what we want, we know what our dreams are, we know where we want to go, how we want to spend our time, who we want to be with, who we want to love...but we dont go. for some reason we deprive ourselves because we think we shouldnt or we think it best to wait.

the metaphor is stupid, but eat the cookie.

i was born with a number of days. the number never increases, but each day it decreases by one. one of these days the number will be zero and that will be it. i dont know when zero hits, but if zero hits and its all said and done and i cant say i did what i wanted, then what point was there to it all? i'd be dead and hungry, unfulfilled.

eat the damn cookie.

youll love it.