Somebody brought a big box of donuts to the office today.
The white box sat in the copy room.
I entered the room intending to abstain.
Really. I was going to abstain.
But then I saw them.
Poking out of the box in all their glazed, lumpy goodness.
Apple fritters.
There were apple fritters in the box.
They have long been my weakness.
I did not abstain.