Travelin' Light

Candy bars are now child's play- I have taken my idolatry of chocolate to a whole new level. I feel lightheaded, giddy, good-humored, peaceful-yet-energized. How did I do it? A square of unsweetened baking chocolate, that's how. I've become like one of those grim purists who prefer their coffee black- I find that without sugar the flavor of the chocolate is less corrupted. It tastes like its color. It is bitter like tree bark, sour and earthy. It makes me think of coffee and soil and green leaves and blue sky. It is like standing beside a smiling person in the sunshine, laughing and feeling the sun on the backs of my hands...
I have had too much chocolate I think! There is still a small chunk on my desk, sizeable enough to be seductive, but small enough to seem like an innocent indulgence. It sits within inches of my hand, coyly shrugging the paper wrapper from its dark shoulders. Dare I? The desklamp's golden light melts into its skin... No! No, I mustn't! I should save some for the morning. It will be easier to get out of bed that way. Better to take it easy anyhow. Probably won't sleep well tonight as it is. Well, there's always The Plague to finish....