Happy National Burrito Day!

So I have to try to make National Burrito Day into an “artsy” post style for this to work. I’m gonna give it the old college-try.

My life is like a burrito… No, too simple.

People say… No, too cliche.

Burritos are like the bane of my existence… Yea, let’s run with that. Burritos have ruined my life. They’re too easily accessible. I can walk five minutes down the road from my job and get a burrito. It’s amazing but also extremely dangerous. How am I supposed to control myself – stop myself from taking that trip every day?

Burritos make me feel like I can do anything. I start eating a burrito, and I’m like “God really knew what He was doing, huh? He created burritos, and He created me. So I must be as amazing as burritos!” This feeling of invincibility could get me into a lot of trouble! What if I run out into the middle of the road and get hit by a Mexican food truck (I had to bring irony into this blog post somehow)?

To be honest with you all, I freaking love burritos. But they don’t love me.

Happy National Burrito Day!

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