Goodbye pain! I have chocolate
After eight, chocolate and love is all I want. Why? I don’t have to go to the gym or dance because my legs have strong muscles. Ever since I live in this house, where the kitchen is on the ground floor and the bathroom upstairs, I do gymnastics every moment. I sometimes forget about things on the ground floor and they need me on the 1st floor, so I have to go down and upstairs 100 times a day.
I don’t have a muscle fever anymore. Goodbye pain. I learned to treat myself to chocolate. Sweets can ward off any pain, be it muscles or the soul.
It has been established by researchers that we cannot live without love. We live like the living dead if we do not love. But do these researchers know how much pain love can sometimes bring? Do they know how much chocolate is sold in stores just because another relationship has broken down and people are suffering?
Chocolate is good
But I want to tell you a secret. I’ve always liked chocolate. It is the best invention of all time. I eat when something hurts, but also when I’m happy, and when I’m hungry. Chocolate is good when I’m watching TV and walking on mountain trails. And, because I remembered the mountain, I’d like to ask you something.
Does Scotland have mountains? Are there places where a tourist who has trained only on the steps of the apartment can climb without him putting himself in danger and getting tired? Do you like to climb mountains?
When I was a child I liked to climb mountains. Since then, I have been used to hiking on unpaved paths, at least once a year. I take a chocolate bar with me because it sweetens my days and makes me see everything in pink. In Scotland, I discovered mint chocolate after eight. It reminds me of something from my childhood, but I don’t know what it was.
Love is good as well
I had a bad day. I was morally ruined or, as we Romanians say, all my ships were sinking. To get through this state, probably caused by the fact that the food I cook here does not taste like home, but also because I can’t find a job that I like, I ate a lot of chocolate after eight. I wrote about love and watched a culinary show. Trust and hope, that’s all I need.
I feel like I’m lost in a deserted land, where there are no people, no plants, no other life. Wandering. I can’t find my way. What is the best way to go through life? I don’t know which path to take to get to my place. This seems to be the longest road in the world. And it is tiring. I eat a piece of chocolate and talk to people on Facebook. On this platform, people have more concerns. Some try to offer dogs for adoption. Others talk about food, while everyone else just posts pictures.
The association between chocolate and love
I write without stopping. Who am I writing for? First of all for me. I want to remember many years later that I had a bad day when my only consolation was the words about love and chocolate after eight. Then I write for you, those who may ever come to my blog and read. Maybe you will find yourself in my words or maybe you will be amazed by the association I am trying to make between love and chocolate.
After eight, chocolate and love is all I want. What do you want? What exactly helps you on days when you don’t trust yourself?