Musings Musings December 5, 2016 DirtySciFiBuddha6 Comments Our tendency to indulge is like a boil that grows ever more gross, ever more uncomfortable, but feels amazing when lanced. Share this:TwitterFacebookRedditMorePrintLinkedInTumblrPinterestPocketTelegramWhatsAppEmailLike Loading... Related
If you’re talking about that amazing day after number two, I’m down with that. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
I indulge in reading! When that is lanced all the words come tumbling out – rearranged in other stories! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Interesting simile! We as Americans have that strong tendency to overindulge in things (food, alcohol, work, drugs) that a huge boil is created at the end. It may look gross, but we get so much satisfaction by continuing to indulge. LikeLiked by 2 people Reply
Indeed! For some, the scale becomes tipped, and the indulgence becomes unsatisfactory. I count those people among the lucky! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
If you’re talking about that amazing day after number two, I’m down with that.
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Hahaha! Definitely! 🙂
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I indulge in reading! When that is lanced all the words come tumbling out – rearranged in other stories!
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good writers borrow and great writers….
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Interesting simile! We as Americans have that strong tendency to overindulge in things (food, alcohol, work, drugs) that a huge boil is created at the end. It may look gross, but we get so much satisfaction by continuing to indulge.
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Indeed! For some, the scale becomes tipped, and the indulgence becomes unsatisfactory. I count those people among the lucky!
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