Sugar

Sugar re-entered my life as easily as seeking caffeine on my morning commute to work. Soda became a frequent commute companion. Sugar became a part of my evenings in a similarly simple way. My teeth chattered at the thought of consuming my nightly treat of fruit during winter nights. The Starbucks bakery case that had stop striking a visual note,now,
was striking most of vision.

Having been on a new culinary hiking trail for most of the last year motivates me to arrive at the other side of the mountain (again). It is not about how I look, it is about feeling in balance.

I do not want to be at the mercy of a heath bar.