Remember when you were a child and a tray of freshly baked cupcakes was kept right in front of you. That moment when you looked at that tray and smelt the choco-cocoa, creamy, hot cakes was one where nothing else in the world mattered.
Everything you wanted and ever needed was right in front of your eyes. It was Hansel and Gretel in real life minus the witch. Everything after that would be happily ever after.
As grown-ups the cupcakes grew scantier and the often moments became once in a while.
Everything that was wanted and needed was not available on a tray, kept in front of your eyes to feast on.
You learnt to fight for a tiny piece, to cut ends for one single bite. You learnt to scram, save and struggle for your potion of happiness.
Cupcakes all of a sudden were compartmentalised. Cupcakes were not happiness on a tray anymore.
You needed to choose how big a bite of which cupcake you would eat.
And suddenly, you realised that you couldn't eat cupcakes anymore. Your body refused to take in anything remotely sugary.
Suddenly happily ever after seemed like a distant dream of hot, creamy cupcakes in a distant past.
Do you remember this happening to you?