i am a big fat woman who has just eaten the most perfect, satisfying, delectable meal. but alas i walk up to the buffet to take another look.

why? you my ask...b/c food is an addiction...i want the perfect meal...i've had the perfect meal and yet i must look. not to pick up another piece of deliciuos pie, or a ripe plump berry, but to peruse the options. why? you ask again, b/c i am an addict.

just b/c one looks does not mean one is sampling the wares.

meaningless browsing, what's so wrong.

silence it what i am getting more than i think i deserve. maybe it's what i get, but i have done nothing to warrent this.

the physical pain that is associated with this treatment is unbearable.

one may think it's stupid to invest so much, in so little time, but one must take that chance.

can one invest all there emotion into another and still observe the world that is around her?

can one...