Dear Dick,
The response I get from you made me reduce my letters to you to once a week, now.
That junk you call yourself feeding me is not
nourishing. It's no
good for me. I can't grow on that stuff. It's not even tasty. Every now
and then you used to serve up something delicious and remembering that
has been tempting, but it has never been satisfying. It always left
me like people say Chinese food does them: I never got full. Sometimes
it even made me sick to the point of feeling poisoned. I would have to
stay away from you for long periods to get it out of my system. Then,
like an addict I go right back to my love drug of choice: feasting on
you. I finally subscribed to my own program to stop overeating.
I
know it's unhealthy for me. I can't imagine what is happening to your
insides. It's really bad for the heart. You keep trying new dish after new dish, after new dish always
thinking 'if you could find just one you like,' not even realizing that you can't
be satisfied with just one because you have so many "tastes" in your system. You
don't know which one was good for you. Even when you figure out more
than one of the tastes you got was all you needed, you've already let good food rot. You didn't keep it hot, you let
it sit around lukewarm until it got to room temperature and spoiled.
Then you come back for it and wonder why it's bitter. Well, of course
it's not going to taste the same. You nibble at it anyway because it looks the
same on the outside, it hasn't really changed composition, yet by this
time it knows it not your favorite dish by the way it keeps getting
served.
It's not that the meal is bad. It's not that it's
unhealthy. It's nutritional, filling, and very good for you and conducive to your healthy growth. However,
you've been spoiled by having a palette that isn't easy to please and
when you decide you want a certain taste perhaps its already past its
shelf life. You try putting it in a microwave with all that bad energy - it just comes out rubbery and you call it fake.
You might put it over a fire and turn up the heat way too high trying to
speed things up and when you overcook it you're mad that it's hard and
tough. You can't even chew on it. So you leave it on the counter again
knowing you're going to come back for it. If you only knew you could
throw out the bad food and start all over with a new recipe and
ingredients. But you're hardheaded. You don't listen. You want to do it
your way. That's not how it works. Everything has instructions to
follow, including being on a healthy diet.
I, myself, have changed
my eating habits. I only use snacks for what they're for, and very
sparingly. I keep them tucked way back in the pantry or cupboard in the
dark where I can even see them so that I won't be inclined to reach for
it. I'm feasting on what's good for me; food that will nourish,
strengthen, and sustain me for the long haul, and tastes good, too. I'm
not even into trying samples of new stuff without having done my
research on it. I would love for you to start a new plan with me, but
like all addicts, you have to detox when you're ready.
Like Tevin Campbell sang, I'm Ready...or LeVert, Baby, I'm Ready. Unfortunately for you, I'm serving a five course, gourmet meal that you probably can't even digest.
Dinner is served! I wish you were able to dine with me.
Love,
ME
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