Soft Center Of Life

Someone once said, ~Life is like a marshmallow. Sweet, but you can't avoid the sticky parts.~ Without a doubt, life can at times be compared to a marshmallow as it can be seen as ordinarily plain in one's own eyes, but once fire is added and things start heating up you can certainly find yourself in sticky situations. Essentially, part of what makes eating marshmallows such an enjoyable experience indeed whether you're a kid or an adult is knowing it will potentially get messy, which is how life can be sometimes. For it's truly thought provoking that each one of us do our best to try to avoid aspects of life such as friendships, matters of the heart, and professional career from getting sticky in hopes of not end up dealing with an utter mess, so to speak.

As I said before, part of what makes eating marshmallows such an enjoyable experience indeed is knowing it will potentially get messy, which is how life can be sometimes. Thinking about it further, the same can be said for friendships in regards to our best buds/gal pals we've forged strong bonds with over the years sitting by the campfire of life and getting into sticky messes deemed absolutely unforgettable/memorable. In other words, having fun together one moment and butting heads the next. The duality of friendship. Hey, there'll most definitely be heated moments amongst a group of individuals causing someone to get burned and the relationship itself is either thrown away or continue to deal with/worth through the messy aftermath because that's what friends do.

If you think about it, when it comes to matters of the heart nobody ever wants to find themselves dealing with the dark and marshmallow mess of life that just gets sticky otherwise known as drama. I think its safe to say you're going to have a mess on your hands or in this particular case your heart if drama is allowed to permanently stick to it, in a manner of speaking. Oftentimes, a person can get so caught up in the unfortunate stickiness of relationship drama its as if your heart is being metaphorically held over the flames to the point where it catches fire, in a manner of speaking. What your heart primarily ends up looking like is something so charred, up, unrecognizable and ruined on the outside you want to start over with a new one, which is easier said than done.

Let me ask you those who've roasted marshmallows before, did you enjoy the process or were you considerably impatient and wanted instant results? Of course the answer given can have a definite correlation with one's work ethic and having the following mentality: putting your nose to the quintessential grindstone and the hustling will result in recognition and produce a big payoff financially. However, on the other side of the coin, there's the mentality of the easy hustle and completely avoiding all the hard work just to get the big payoff. In any case, whatever choice is made you don't want to find yourself burning mentally, emotionally, and physically leaving you lost, as well as following a career path that has seemingly melted away any sort of driving determination you started out with in the beginning.

In retrospect, there comes a point where life can beat you down so much you're not able to focus on the sweet marshmallowy side of it. Instead, the focus is on the worst side of life where the constant stickiness of drama and anything remotely associated with it can leave you literally and figuratively with a bad taste in your mouth. For the most part, no one ever wants to feel like they'll be forever dealing with the mess of a sticky life that will never be able to be cleaned up in every sense of the word. Ultimately, it's just a matter of having an uniquely positive rather than an unhealthy negative outlook on life. In the end, you have to simply see past the marshemellow's charred remains and open it up to see the rich, gooey soft center of life that is hidden underneath.