I believe that life is like cake. The icing is like all the good things in life. It is not necessarily the things that give you real happiness, but the things that give you worldly joy. The actual cake part is all the other events of life, things that seem insignificant or taken for granted, but are actually very important. These events are the foundations of people’s lives, such as their birth and childhood, friends, family, and personality. In order to have a good life though, the icing and the cake must be balanced. With too much icing no one could lead a truly happy life, but with too little icing, it would be amazingly hard to live in such a materialistic world.
Recently I have been exposed to more knowledge of celebrities, mostly from television and overhearing conversations of celebrities. From this knowledge, I have learned that these celebrities, that everyone yearns to be, are not truly happy. They are actually quite depressed. They have too much icing in their lives. Just like after eating a cake made of pure icing, these celebrities’ conditions rapidly spiral downwards. They start to regret their life, and begin to generate suicidal thoughts.
On the other hand, the happiest people I know have a balanced amount of icing in their lives. They have constructed a perfect recipe for the cake of life. Most of these people occupy seemingly meager lives. They have jobs that people try to stay away from, including farming, secretarial services, office jobs, and other usually lower-income positions. A very important recipe in their cake is an ample amount of friends and family close to them. These excellent cake builders actually end up living a far more productive and pleasant life. In the end, if careful, they may even end up with more icing, but coinciding with the extra icing is extra cake; obtained along with the build up of icing.
I was told a few weeks back of a lady who had built the perfect cake of life. She was just a middle class secretary who lived quite an average life. During this average life though, she had been very frugal with her money. When she passed away, she ended up leaving around thirty million dollars to a very fortunate Ivy League college. Hopefully I will be able to live as a culinary master in the art of cake building, and through this essay, inspire others to do the same.
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