Heroes, Cakes, and Parks

A piece of cake, a walk in the park. These phrases were all intended to mean, “easy.” But there’s nothing easy about eating a piece of cake, with every bite so saccharinely reminiscent of everything familiar. There’s nothing easy about taking a walk in a pretty park, each step a sobering reminder of the many steps you’ve made on your own. No, I beg to differ; a piece of cake and a walk in the park are definitely not easy.

Or maybe, my optimism is running low and my blood has started to curdle. Maybe I need saving – but I will refuse it until the very last minute.

You see, I don’t like having a knight in shining armor. I don’t need superheroes who show up just in the nick of time, as if everything has been rehearsed to perfection. At the end of the day, having someone to eat a piece of cake with, someone to walk in the park with, is much, much better than having a superhero.