Sugar Rush

It was another day at work and I was busy reading some stuff on my desk. Concentrating. Thinking. Analyzing. Listening to a fabcast, in my own peaceful little corner of the universe. I laughed quietly with old friends. I turned a page. Read some more. Listened carefully. Analyzed. I was in nowhere land when somebody patted my back. I turned around and before me was a gold open box of lovely European chocolates. I smiled. I looked up. And then I saw him.

The European god holding the golden box was smiling at me offering European chocolates. My world stopped. He was looking at me now - eyes so blue, lips so pink, teeth so white, face so flawless. I whispered a quick prayer.

"Dear Lord, please don't let this feeling end, it might not come again..."

The heavens answered.

"Hijo, that's a song..."

I giggled. I regained consciousness. The golden box was still before me. The god still smiling.

"Chocolates?", he offered.

"Oh my effin gawd!", I wanted to shout.

"Oh, great. Thanks.", I casually said as I discreetly chose a piece.

I wanted to keep it as a souvenir but my low emotional quotient got to me. I took it all in my mouth.

"Oh my gawd... it feels like heaven."

I turned my back and closed my eyes. I savored the moment.

"So, you liked it?, the god asked.

"I love it.", I said as I melted.

And I am still melting.