Balancing act

I’m eating leftovers at my desk as I type. Teriyaki chicken with brown rice and steamed broccoli and carrots. Pretty healthy stuff (one of my co-workers commented on how nutritious my meal looked as she opened her styrofoam container of brown fried noodles in a little pool of grease).

But it’s all just a rouse. A balancing of good and bad. This morning, I had two mini Baby Ruths and a bag of nacho cheese Doritos for breakfast.