one starfish at a time

I must never start smoking. I'd find it impossible to give up. I'm lucky enough to not have to worry constantly about dieting – I did try once to restrict what I ate and I obsessed about food every minute of the day. I'm not very good at denying myself something cos it's like I then can't stop thinking about it. I stood in a supermarket this weekend trying to resist some Nestle cookies. I've been boycotting Nestle products for more years than I have fingers and toes. But I was really tempted. I didn't get them in the end and the item I chose instead was yummy. So maybe I can do denial. Thinking this all through made me sad tho. I mainly think I'm living the life I want to, but I did wonder last night what if I did have a day when I broke all my rules. Eat matchmakers and munchies and after eights for breakfast. Have a McDonalds that ranks so highly in my memory of teenage pleasures. Read my book DURING DAYLIGHT HOURS. Phone for hours on end my friends that I no longer talk to. I can sometimes wonder if the decisions I make that restrict me really make any difference – I'm just the one person. But then I remember about the starfish.
https://eventsforchange.wordpress.com/2011/06/05/the-starfish-story-one-step-towards-changing-the-world/