11pm rice cake w/ peanut butter

They say progress is never linear,
and I think they might be right.

I used to brush my teeth to control my eating.
A way to tell myself, that’s enough.
Your teeth are clean, don’t dirty them with more food.

And now it’s 11pm, and I am hungry, and my teeth are brushed.
But this is now, not then.

So, I slide into my slippers
make my way to the kitchen
and eat a rice cake with peanut butter.

Knowing that I can brush my teeth once more
and that eating doesn’t mean I’m dirty.

This is progress.