Sunday Scribblings: Food

I have been working on my relationship with food as of late. In the beginning, we had so much fun together. We had this spontaneous, free relationship, but now it's so needy! It gets so angry with me when I spend too much time on the elliptical. But then, when I give it the attention it keeps bugging me about, it rolls over and ignores me, leaving me feeling bloated and lonely. I asked food to go to couple's counseling with me, but it refuses to get off the couch, and, instead, beckons me to snuggle with it and watch Golden Girls. I dunno... I thought I loved food, but the less I see of it, the better I feel. What would food say if I told it we needed to take a break because I needed some space?