Have you ever had one of those moments when everything becomes slow motion as you try to grasp the air, trying to stop what you know is inevitable?
Yeah. Me, too.
And it was kind of a lot of sugar to lose too.
I was going to title this: “Grasping at Straws” and then I thought, it’s more like grasping at sugar.
And then I thought, why wouldn’t it be “Grasping at Sugar”? I mean, sugar is harder to grasp than straws. Straws almost seem graspable compared to sugar.
And then I thought, dude, way to over think a metaphor.
