Cookies are a staple of my diet. I eat at least one per day. If I ever awoke one day to a chocolate chip shortage, I really don’t how I would deal. Cookies are not just yummy snacks for me, they represent far more.
When I am super stressed about exams or unfinished papers that are days away from being due I bake cookies. When I’m bored, which is not very often, I bake cookies. When I know a fiend of mine is feeling down, I bake cookies. When I found out that I wasn’t getting any OSAP funding this year, I baked some cookies.
I don’t know when or how it started, but cookies have become my escape.
I am not picky about cookies. Although I profusely enjoy my cookies, I have no problem eating those not baked by my keyboard callused hands. Once a week I meet up with a friend of mine at the Wymilwood Café at Vic and we eat cookies. Their cookies are magnificent specimens…not to crunchy and with the perfect proportion of dough to chip.
I look forward to this midweek ritual more and more as we get deeper into the term. Their is a proportional relationship between my craving for cookies and the number of papers I have due at any given time. During summer break I rarely crave or eat cookies, but as soon as the term started so too did the old habit.
Now I’m sure some of you might be worried about my diet and love of cookies. It would be ideal if I craved carrots during these stressful times, but the heart wants what the heart wants.
I’m in the thick of it right now, as I sit on my bed buried in a pile of peer-reviewed journal article print outs. Sometimes, it feels as though it will never end. Yet, when I think about my upcoming cookie date I know that I’ll get through the next few days.
I think it is so important to take a few minutes to indulge yourself and enjoy the little things in life. Meet a friend for a coffee or a cookie, laugh, vent about how stressed you are, and laugh some more. It’s a rejuvenating exercise!
This term will be over before you know it and I know that I’ll look back and say “wow, that flew by!” even though right now the end seems so very far away.
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