I always drink the milk left in the bowl after I eat my cereal. Not because I like the taste.In fact, at times my stomach turns at the thought of the weakly flavored milk pooled at the bottom of my bowl. But I must drink it. It's more of a compulsion than anything else.
It's like the kiss goodbye at the end of a relationship. A hint of the flavor, but nothing like the real thing that once existed. The aftertaste stains your mouth and leaves you searching for something, anything to drink down and disguise the sensation. A gallon of water to cover the sickly sweetness. But you need that to end the experience completely.
You have to have closure in everything you do.
Otherwise, at the end of your life, you are a frayed piece of string, nothing tied off or complete.
7 comments:
funnny.....i always leave that bit o milk....cant stand that its warm, my other half drinks it lol doesnt like waste.....good post.....liked the analogy you made.... blessings hope your area clean up is gettin well underway x
Thanks Adverse, we're cleaning up over here, although some people are having trouble getting building permits to start repairing their houses, which is pretty annoying.
But I have faith in my city; she's pulling herself together. :) Makes me proud to be a Nashvillian.
Nos preocupamos por hacer las cosas bien: funciona. Y lo aprendimos.
La cuestion es saber si lo que hacemos nos proporciona satisfaccion.
Satisfaccion de vivir.
No deberiamos preocuparnos de otra cosa. Es la prioridad.
Tú, ¿que opinas?.
Oh my gosh! I loveee your writing about how the begining and endings are the same, but oh so different! You inspire me!
I agree miocide, the satisfaction of living should be all we focus on in life. It's all there is.
Reno: Thanks for the compliment. I've been over to your blog quite a bit. Your writing is inspiring as well.
Amazing Analogy. Brought Me To Tears.
Thanks, Anthony. I need to write more and practice.
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