Peppermint patties and Fast Breaks, a complicated love

If you're like me, when the stress starts piling on, and brings you to the breaking point, nothing helps relieve such tension then a good ol' peppermint patty. Or a Fast Break, or Snickers or Butterfinger, or dark chocolate or...can you tell what's on my mind? About an hour ago I was staring at my computer, unable to focus with my mind running in circles. I looked at my half eaten carrot and thought of taking a bite. But really, what I was desiring was something much more unhealthy. On a fling I grabbed my purse, ran out the office door and drove my trusty Buick to the nearest Target. Getting out of the car into the hot sun I had but one goal in mind. The candy section near the electronics part of the store. No one better get in my way, I'm a woman on a mission, I think to myself. I try to act calm as I come closer to this heavenly section of mouth melting goodness. I see an eight pack of peppermint patties, my candy of choice, but then of course I love peanut butter as well so a package of Fast Break was also needed. After paying for my purchase I walk hastily to the car, start the engine (and the air conditioning) and rip open a package, savoring the delicious minty taste of this peppermint goodness. You'd think I'd be satisfied but those Fast Breaks looked so lonely sitting in the package, just begging to be eaten. I try one as well. The savory taste of peanut butter brightens my senses and already I'm feeling better. As I pull into the parking lot at work, I take a couple more of my scrumptious treats inside, which are quickly devoured in a manner of minutes.