An Analogy 2

I've had food issues since prepubescence.

Whenever i'm nibbling on something that has pieces that are prone to fall off (e.g. pizza) and/or sauce that drips (e.g. chili burger), i get anxious about containing the mess.

I'll keep eyeing the things on the loose, and can't rest until i scoop them up, instead of concentrating on the main item presently in my grasp, and tasting what's already in my mouth.

That's how i live. I constantly keep an eye on the little imperfections, the things that are not in my hands, instead of focusing on what i do have, and savoring it.

Now i consciously let the damned pieces fall, and enjoy my meal better. Well, i still scoop them up at the end. But it's a start.