I always use whatever they give me.
Explanation: I order a bagel. The waiter puts a never-the-same amount of cream cheese in a to-go cup and each time I spread EVERY LAST DROP of the cream cheese on my bagel. I never say, “Nah, that’s enough cream cheese. This’ll do. It looks like they gave me extra; I don’t need that.”
Nope. I use it all.
I’ve been like this since I can remember.
I use everything I’ve got.
No conserving. Now. Do it. Go.
I can see the positive spin on that statement. It could mean that I’m appreciative of everything I get; so I use it. It could mean that life is too short to have decorative candles, so I burn ’em.
But there might be a different truth to that statement; I use it all because maybe I’m afraid that I won’t have as much, like this, ever again.
That might be the case.
I think this is why I’m incessantly going and going and running and trying to use everything I’ve got. Because maybe one day I won’t have everything.
And maybe this isn’t such a bad outlook afterall. I mean, I really appreciated every last drop of that cream cheese.
…And this, ladies and gentlemen, is what I think about.