Le Morceau, de Chocolat

The piece was a rarity not something one would easily come by. I thought greedily, that owning the factory responsible would ensure a constant supply. I learned that the company was public, penny stock that could result in tremendous lost from one second to the next, anyone could get a share but no one was destined to be majority holder. The laws of supply and demand were in affect and rationing was limited. I would have to do with what was given.

And given I was and held my share close at hand, not quite sure what to do with Quetzalcoatl's unnerving gift. I knew all about these auspicious pieces of confectionary and the endless dangers of over consumption and undeniable carnal pleasures of over indulgence. I knew that if carried away I may end feeling unsatisfied, an empty man experiencing dopamine withdrawals, craving another fix but not wholly sure how it would change me at the end.

And so, appetite unsuppressed and being a gambler, I decided to raise the blood sugar. I indulged myself on that piece, of chocolate, packed with 3000 calories and super concentrated amounts of sugared cocoa which offered an intense, yet short lived rush of questionable reason and undeniable motivation.

One mouthful at a time.