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Saturday, January 15, 2011

Day 15 Zen Battle Between Self and Soda Machine

First of all, I left the house without water, this small act led to an epic battle of wills, right there in the Jiffy Lube waiting area. My mouth was to say the least, parched and felt to be covered in horse hair. I was DYING, I'm not kidding, I could feel my skin shriveling from lack of moisture and the Culligan water cooler, with the tiny, tiny cups was empty. I tipped it, I'm not gonna lie and even then was rewarded  only with a small squirt of tepid water. To my left was a gleaming Coke machine, so full of fizzy goodness, I almost dug into my purse for change, but NO, NO, NO, I would not crumble now! I pulled a book out, tried to read, glanced at the soda machine, stared at the greasy guys working on my car, snuck a longing glance at the Coke button, that would surely bring relief to the Gobi desert in my mouth, read some more, meditated, thought of waterfalls, imagined the fizz and the first eye watering sip from a cold can. Finally my car is finished and I do not even stop for water on the way home, I wait until I am standing in front of an unending supply of tap water and ice cubes and I drink until I'm sloshy. I have conquered the fizzy beast.  http://www.fastfoodboycott.blogspot.com/

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I'm so proud of you, my soda junkie!! -RK