Why is there a gym, with an endless stream of customers, next door to my favorite bakery?
I park as close to the entrance as possible and still pass five people coming or going each time. Folks who I refuse to make eye contact with.
It's become next to impossible to walk in and out of the bakery without feeling considerable shame for my guilty pleasure purchases.
Isn't carrying my raspberry jell filled, white frosting topped donut (or two), enough of a workout as it is? And the raspberry jell choice is a healthy option right? 😇😋 I seek and need justification for my actions.
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