One crate of small thumping heartbeats, two shaking hands, an ounce of pain. Stir slowly till your conscience eats you. Add a spice of gratitude from your heart — that is to your preferred taste. Savor the memories, tasty or not. Lower your self-doubt so as not to burn the decision. Serve while it’s hot if you have a visitor, but eat yours cold to extinguish the flame in your chest. Remember: this recipe drains a lot of courage and conscience, so always have water around.
