I started a depressing post about feeling burned out. One minute I felt popular and the next everyone seemed to be going to a program I couldn't use. Luckily I had a comfort food to help me deal with changing from social blog god to a googleless outcast.
Like pizza my moods were varied but held together by cheesy, overheated attitudes. Luckily my crust was not burned - just browned.
But I solved my problems by eating them. Figuratively, of course, but as I chewed cheese, and licked my lips, my problems seemed to disappear. Instead of tears I washed everything down with bottled water. I felt content.
Things could have become spicy and dicey tonight. But my IM client was like a pizza box and it seemed to draw people toward me. I chatted with them, got over the depression, and felt good.
So I can now "share" some of that pizza goodness with you now.
Pizza! by firemind.
I had pizza slices similar to these today. When was the last time you had pizza?
1 comment:
Funny you discussed food. Today's post is on food.
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