Mmmmm... cake, chocolate cake....
It's 12:03PM. Stomach rumbling, eyes closing. Didn't have my morning coffee but had an extra early start at 3:30AM (silly jet lag!). Confined between the 4 walls in the office and everyone else going on lunch breaks... My colleagues better bring my "surprise" birthday cake in an hour or so!
Ah, expectations... The wait and anticipation make me so dependent that I was reminded of something Bill Easterly wrote about vicious cycles. A developing country sits around and waits while foreign aid donors keep dumping aid, forgiving loans. I must admit that I'm becoming quite vicious myself.
Hunger - for money, or for food in my case - can drive one to do despicable deeds. And what's worse, they will all be justified in his or her mind.
And yes, I finally had my cake and ate it too.
But you didn't!
ReplyDeleteI may have exaggerated for effect, but I did get it! Eventually.
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