Reading, Eating, And Trick-Or-Treating

Whenever I tell people that I enjoy writing, it is inevitably assumed that I also enjoy reading.  Nothing could be further from the truth.  I do not particularly enjoy reading in a leisurely kind of capacity.  I have nothing against books or literature as a whole.  I just don’t partake in that kind of reading.  Much of the stuff I’m reading is whatever nonsense I happen to stumble upon on the internet.  Every so often, this nonsense will introduce me to new words and new phrases, material that I can use and incorporate into my writing.  I don’t have any immediate examples that come to mind, but suffice it to say that I don’t get my writing style from classic novels or modern-day fiction.  Rest assured that I can read.  I just don’t most days and it’s definitely not in the form of reading actual books.

I never considered eating Play-Doh.  I know that it has a nice scent to it when it happens to be fresh out of the container, but I doubt that makes it immediately edible.  Now, what I do find to be particularly delicious is bologna.  You can mix that stuff in with eggs, throw it in a sandwich, or eat it right out of the package.  You can even throw it and use it as a projectile.  It’s the ultimate poverty meat and one that happens to be very versatile in its many uses.

You know what isn’t a kind of meat, but is still very delicious?  Doughnuts.  In my heyday, I could eat three or four of these in one sitting, just downing one after the other, and without experiencing any remorse or guilt.  I could probably still eat like that today, but being a diabetic and all, it wouldn’t be the best thing for me.  Ever since I was diagnosed with type II diabetes in early 2020, I’ve done a hell of a job keeping my blood sugar under control.  While I might enjoy a single doughnut, which itself still isn’t the smartest decision, I couldn’t bring myself to down more than that one.  I suppose in moderation, a single doughnut here and there won’t really do that much damage.  At least, that’s what I tell myself whenever I happen to eat a doughnut.

I know that we’re now in the midst of October 2023.  Before you know it, Halloween will soon be upon us.  I never really cared much for Halloween and trick or treating and this dates all the way back to my childhood.  I guess as a kid, I just never got into the whole dressing up and walking through the neighborhood for candy.  It always felt like a lot of work and I just never got into the whole spirit of it.  I think being a fat kid didn’t help much either.  When you’re fat, buying clothing is always a challenge.  That same struggle applies to going out and finding Halloween costumes that fit.  It was always a potentially stressful time of the year, one that I would sooner just overlook and look ahead towards Thanksgiving and obviously, Christmas.  I’m really not that into candy anyway, so having to walk the neighborhood to get it always seemed like more work than it was worth.  I guess being a diabetic now in my adult years, I really shouldn’t have any kind of affinity for candy.  Thankfully, I don’t.