Sublime Abandon

            I have been dieting off and on now for a few months and I’ve lost a few pounds.  But the cravings for certain foods just never go away.  Some days I yearn for a slice of Godfather’s pizza, other days the taste buds tend to lean toward Chinese take-out.  So far I’ve been able to keep those evil little urges locked up in the back of my mind, screaming for release, but unfulfilled.

            But today I had to make brownies for a meeting I’m going to tonight and the chocolate batter called to me from the mixing bowl like minions from hell.  I resisted for the most part, but after they were baked and cooling on the counter, and I was in the middle of stirring up the chocolate butter cream frosting to top them off, I couldn’t take anymore!  I gave in to a sublime abandon, letting it take me where it would.  Licking the spatula, the beaters, the bowl, perhaps even the spattered countertop.  I can’t seem to remember clearly.  My face covered in chocolate goo, my hands shaking, I finally glanced up and caught my reflection in the toaster.  Ashamed of myself for so easily giving in to the dark side, I washed at the sink, put the lid on the brownies and pushed them far from my mind, remembering that admitting you have a problem is the first step to… what?  

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