5. Buying the first thing I see


Sometimes all I want to do is buy bread - plain white as bleached bread with evenly brown sides. Industrial kinds. And slather on some incredibly sweet brown thing or a creamy white thing (better both) and make lots of similar ones and eat them all together not caring how it looks or where it comes from. But then, then you read the adverts and health advisories and blogs and your own mind and remember that you have all these thoughts and ideas and ideologies, devil damned ones. Ugh.

I would like to eat white bread today, without guilt.

Please?

Why should I ask before I do it?

It.

It.

It is so hard to do it. All the different its.

So hard to want to. Yet.

Thinking does not amount to doing. I am allowed that. No?