It’s bitter and dark and sweet;
During anytime quite the treat.
It’s salty and tangy and bright;
It’s wonderful and joyful and a delight.
It’s smooth and rough and nutty;
It’s clean and safe and dirty.
What I have and what I’ve lost,
What I need and what I want.
Sweet seductress that soothes my aches,
She gives and gives and never takes.
One day, two days
Lost in the haze.
Three days, four days,
Chocolate really pays.
Six days, seven days,
Almost out of Lays.
Eight, Nine, Ten,
When will this be over again!?
Eleven and Twelve,
Misery further dwells.
Thirteen and Fourteen,
Would kill for a cocoa bean.
I like to collect fortune cookies and keep them, even if they aren’t mine.
I keep them in old scrapbooks from my teen years and childhood. I keep them in journals, both personal and writing and quote books. I put them up around my work space and my computer. When they become really ragged and torn up and I can’t read them anymore, I have to let them go. Really, the only ones that wear out are the ones that I keep around my computer.
I can’t remember when I first started saving them. I remember that when I graduated high school I got a fortune that told me I was going on a long vacation. My little sister thought it was hilarious. It then took me two years to get a job. Partially because I kept getting sick and partially because, all that senioritis that seniors in high school get? Yeah, that happened after I got my diploma.
I was sick a lot during high school as well, so I had to recover from pushing through it all in order to graduate in the first place, but that’s not part of the story. I couldn’t have done it alone, though.
Anyway, I love fortune cookies.
Lately the little Dove chocolates have been a little fortune cookie-y as well.
Several weeks ago, I was having a really bad day. Really, really bad day. So, naturally, my mom offers me a little Dove chocolate. Inside it tells me I need to relax.