There's a little thought that creeps into my mind occasionally and that thought is WHAT THE HECK WAS I THINKING.
It's more of a statement than a question. I'm looking down at a Thanksgiving plate heaped with second helpings, and I'm darned lucky to have the bounty, but I'm wondering if I might have overdone it this round.
It remains to be seen if I need to slink off and hide and take a nap somewhere, if I feel like throwing up, or if my worrying is for naught, and after a brief bout of nausea, I rub my tummy and thank myself for going back for more.
What can I say? I'm a big eater with a tendency to doubt myself.
Wide eyed but grateful.
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