Yes this piece is every bit as its name suggests.Calories and solace.They look so made for each other and so right together in the same sentence.I have always been on the right side of the scale.And by right i mean literally right.The pointer moves more towards the right than the left side.Until the wakeup call in March , me food and calories were a happy family.But ever since I started being on a diet , we have been in an estranged relationship.The day I say to myself I am going on a diet from now on , the more hungrier I feel.I start getting more creative ideas about food.No less than chef Ramsay himself.Its almost like the calories begging for a second chance.Poor things had no idea about the sudden turn of events.And even though I was in love , I had to walk away.I needed space and they needed to understand.When you love you need to let go.If it comes back to you keep it.If not it was never yours in the first place.We didn't go to extremes.I realised I couldn't live wihtout the calories.I was in love after all.So we decided to meet each other halfway.No meal was more than 90 calories.But of course the enjoyment was more frequent.I have a feeling this is working out just fine for me and calories.I get to keep my love and love makes my skin shine.
Point to be noted : This piece might look random but it is a real heartfelt one.A true foodie might begin to understand.
~A, back in love
