You know, life is like a cake.
Now, now, stay with me. I’m going somewhere with this.
You see, first, you spend a lot of time getting the ingredients ready. You might have a lot of specific ideas about the ingredients you want to choose but, in the end, you have to take what you get and work with it.
Then you work the ingredients such that they are ready to rise and grow.
Then you put everything in the right conditions, and you hope everything goes well.
Lastly, you add icing and sprinkles and, well, whatever you think you want to make this cake perfect.
Now, I would say that the icing represents the romantic relationships in your life: Some cannot imagine a cake without the icing, while others couldn’t care for it one bit.
I believe I understand cakes well enough to tell a good cake from a bad one, no matter how well you try to hide it under the most flattering of frostings.
Nonetheless, I won’t imply that I prefer cakes without frosting.
Just, it should be a good cake and a good icing, and the two should match.
Now, when do things go bad? When you try to add icing to raw batter. While the results may be edible, it is not what you wanted, right?
So this is generally sound advice: Don’t add icing to your half-baked life. It is a recipe for disaster.