Imagine this . . .
You are seated all alone at a table when suddenly six cakes appear before you. They are situated just beyond arms reach. Your mouth falls open in awe. It is explained to you that these are not ordinary cakes. These are professionally made cakes, prepared especially for you. Each is made with the finest chocolates and each very unique to the others.
Obviously you would be delighted beyond understanding! (or perhaps that is just me, but envision yourself feeling the same way for the sake of my imagination)
Then the voice (no one else is present in the room with you, and the voice seems to be coming from all directions) continues on saying that you must choose only ONE of these cakes for yourself.
You blink suddenly, cocking your head to one side as if to listen to these words at a new angle, hoping this would change their meaning. Only one? You wonder if that is even possible, and if so, WHY?!
You may ask If each is made especially for me, why must I choose only one? Which is a completely reasonable question! (for I myself have asked the same question, and I like to think I am reasonable) But one that is not answered, instead the voice continues to say that you must choose one.
You begin scanning the cakes. With each look your mouth begins to salivate more intensely, and your stomach growls with more force than ever before! (at first it tricks you into believing that it is not your stomach at all, but rather your cell phone vibrating due to an incoming call or text message)
You ask the voice whether you can have a small slice of each instead, or perhaps to aid in the decision. But your request is denied and once again you are reminded that you must choose only one.
You attempt to reach for one of the cakes but you are unable to lift your body from the chair and the cakes remain just beyond arms reach.
What would you do?
Would you be able to make a decision? And if you did, would you wonder if perhaps you made the wrong one and that a different one would have tasted better . . .?
Or would you sit there- your neck sore from the constant scanning of the six cakes- going crazy! You are unable to sleep- in fear that it is all a dream and when you wake they will no longer be there- and your lack of sleep and the stress of such an extreme decision is driving you to the brink of insanity!
Just something to think about on a hungry day.
~long since passed that brink of insanity~
5 comments:
Lauren; it's official...you're a nutcase. Just pick a cake, and eat it. Lucky for you you can chew.
this is by far your weirdest blog yet, how do you even think of something like this to write about
There's no clear answer...but I'll tell you, the ones that don't go bad is/are the best kind(s) of cake. It doesn't hurt to just wait until you're ready to make a decision - no rush.
Aha. This blog gives me a newfound respect for your english skills :) Although it might not give you an amazing essay mark... this is what english is all about :)
You know, if you make the best choice you can, and then put the others out of your mind (so as to fully enjoy the one you've chosen), I'd say you'd probably get the best result. Never choosing results in never enjoying them... and doubting your choice results in never fully enjoying it.
Ergo - your doubts realize themselves.
And that's no good.
When you take one, eat it like you've never eaten a cake before. Pretend there can't possibly be a better tasting cake.
And you'll be right.
Metaphor much?
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