I woke up today with a hunger. Not something abstract like a hunger for life or spiritual contentment. No, I was hungry for bacon. Yes, my love for bacon is well documented, but today it was something else entirely. I began thinking of different things I could wrap with the bacon such as lobster tails, scallops and even more bacon. Then I thought "is it the bacon I'm really missing or is it something else?" Does the bacon represent something else?
Thoughts of metaphors, allusions and"raw truths" ran through my mind and I struggled with varying ideas. Why couldn't it simply be just a love for the pig? Why does the lobster soaking in a sweet/hot Thai butter sauce represent something else then just an awesome tasting piece of crustacean?
I needed clarity, I needed a sanctuary to analyze the secrets of the universe and how me and my love for bacon fit inside it. Unfortunately, the bathroom was occupied and so I ordered a BLT and chewed on my thoughts in delicious quiet contemplation.
Mmmm, bacon. Don't ever leave me!
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