Enjoyed this post again from when I worked at a bakery a few years ago.
I’ve been brewing on a writing topic for weeks now: shame.
But I’m not quite ready to unleash all of the thoughts I have swirling about this insidious emotion. Hence the Part I…from today’s thoughts will eventually come a Part II: Shame.
I work at a bakery. A bakery that makes cookies, cakes, cinnamon rolls, scones, muffins, and brownies. I know that for some sugar is one of life’s greatest temptations.
Temptation: something that causes a strong urge or desire to have or do something and especially something that is bad, wrong, or unwise.
I send prayers to my teeth at work. I indulge in treats far more often than I would if I wasn’t swimming in cookie dough. And my indulgence takes many forms. Sometimes I wait for one of the girls to gently lift out a cinnamon roll from the tray so I can pounce and eat the…
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