Sometimes I wish I didn’t have a conscience so I could just take whatever I wanted and do whatever I wanted I don’t want anything unreasonable (yet). But I want what I want and as the song goes, “you can’t always get what you want.”
If I didn’t have a conscience, whenever rejected for what I’ll call a “steak dinner,” I’d go out for what I’ll call “junk food.” I’ve looked around and seen what’s available. Not as good as what I have at home, but a cheap burger and fries is better than starving half to death.
But then, I don’t want to get “food poisoning…”