Angels like chocolate

… and whiskey

Angel: Psst! Hey! Yuhuuu! Yes you, you crazy-beautiful human-being. Why so sad? I can feel your sighs from way up here.
Human: Well, you know, nothing seems to satisfy me anymore! No matter what I do, I always seem to get to the same dead end. I feel stuck.
Angel: You’re joking, right? You’re not dead, it’s all in your head.
Human: Oh, you celestial beings! It’s just a manner of speaking.
Angel: A manner of speaking that you inflict upon yourself, how can you be so cruel? Maybe it’s just a low mood so don’t use the word “dead” as you might get yourself misled.
Human (deep sigh): I suppose you’re right… then how can I get rid of this fright and be more bright?
Angel: Have you tried loving yourself with delight and not out of spite?
Human: Of course I tried but I didn't seem to succeed, they made me believe that there’s something wrong with me…
Angel: Yeah, I know what you mean, people tend to do that to each other, out of their own fears. You shouldn’t take it personally though, they’re not mean, it’s simply their bad routine.
Human: But that’s obscene!
Angel: I know my dear Human being! Let’s see now, we need to lift your spirit up! Have you tried loving thy neighbor no matter what?
Human: This one, I tried a lot, God is my witness! But it’s very hard to love tremendously yet be treated carelessly.
Angel: Now, now, let’s leave our Father out of this! Let us find a compromise, it cannot be that awful here on Earth since none of you wishes to die any time soon.
Human: Well, we’re rather scared, not necessarily keen or grateful to be alive!
Angel: Look, my wings are turning grey if you continue on this pathway :(
Human: I’m truly sorry Angel of mine, it’s just that I cannot seem to savor life sometimes.
Angel: I feel you!... Did you try that black magical bitter liquid that lots of humans seem to fuel on? From what I see, people are crazy about it!
Human: Do you mean gasoline?
Angel: No, you silly! I know what gasoline means, I'm talking about that liquid which Italians pretend it’s theirs, but which actually comes from Brazil, oh damn it!
It really slips my mind, but I heard, some say it tastes divine, I’d definitely have a try!
Human: Oh, coffee you mean!
Angel: Coffee??? What an unoriginal name for a mood-changer-life-giving potion.
The Human keeps suspiring desperately, sipping some more coffee while sharing it with the Angel from a paper mug.
Angel (deceived): I see what you mean… What about following your passion, your dreams? (caressing the human on his head) I’m in awe of how talented you are.
Human: What for? It won’t feed you during a pandemic! The world is becoming more and more hectic. It’s useless, Angel! Just let me be…
Angel: No, no renunciation! Us, Angels don’t give up that easy, we’re not celestial beings for nothing!
Human: Have it your way but I for one am done trying!
Angel: Now we’re talking, you shouldn’t have tried so hard in the first place. That’s what keeps you stressed and overwhelmed and full of regret. You human beings think you have to have it all figured it out, putting soo much pressure on yourselves with deadlines and so much nonsense. I honestly ask myself how come your heads don’t explode?
Human: Come to think about it, we tend to be quite horrible towards ourselves! Not gentle at all!
Angel: Yesss! I’ve seen some nasty things, that’s why I have such stains on my wings.
The Angel starts sobbing also, pulling out a little silver pocket bottle from which She starts sipping hopeless with her gaze lost beyond dusk.
Human: Is that holy water? Can I have a sip?
Angel: Oh my God! You, earthlings, are so naive, of course, it’s not holy water… it’s holy whiskey!
Human: Fuck! Sorry… I’m just surprised to see an Angel drinking.
Angel: Why? Don’t you humans drink your sorrows away trying to numb the pain?
Human: Yeah! I’m not judging but why whiskey?
Angel: Well, wine is forbidden ever since Jesus played with it here on Earth.
Human: Ohhhhh! Say no more… but why are you sad now? Weren’t you sent to cheer me up? Or save me? Or whatever an Angel’s job description is.
Angel: Yes, but I quit! Fuck it! I cannot take it anymore with so much negativity, so much lack of responsibility, no matter how optimistic I may come, you humans always have this ugly talent to get me down. Angels get tired too, you know! I cannot impose joy on you nor watch upon you when doomed is your attitude.
Human: Sweet Angel of mine, I had no idea you felt this way! Here, have some chocolate, this always helps me.
Angel: Chocolateeee?1? I love chocolate. How did you know that?
Human: Here on Earth, we have our ways too, it’s just that the mind maze gets thicker every now and then and we cannot see straight forthwith.
Angel: I’m aware, it’s sent from up above to teach you humble love and how to be free as a dove.
The Human starts to smile again seeing his reflection in the puddle and how he genuinely enjoys eating chocolate… when he is suddenly awakened by the alarm clock.
Human (bewildered): … But it felt so reel!
Angel whispering into the Human's heart with her mouth still semi-full of chocolate:
I am Real! Some things may seem to fade but have the power to reignite for eternity…
Stay safe Angel of mine!