A Nugget for Those Who Feel Guilty For Eating Dessert

I write this with a piece of cake sitting in my belly.

I just had a piece of cake. A very good cake. But a very big slice. Layers of chocolate and praline on a crispy lace crepe base. One of my all-time favorites.

By the time we finished our sandwiches, I wasn’t hungry anymore. But there was no way I wouldn’t eat dessert. I had chosen it from the pastry shop window. I had conditioned myself for the pleasure of savoring it. To leave it, even for later, would have been too disappointing.

With every — delicious — bite I took, part of my consciousness kept telling me that I should cut that piece of cake and eat only half of it. I was still thinking about it when I put the last bite to melt on my tongue.

Now I feel a little guilty. And bloated.

At first, I felt stupid for not respecting my sense of satiety once again. Then I told myself something important.

I am a human being. Which means I am a creature of flaws and flux.

I haven’t done anything wrong. I just let myself go with the pleasure of eating cake during my lunch break.

Everything is fine. It’s just some cake.

Let’s put things in perspective.