The me of right now is very jealous of the me of ten minutes ago. Eleven minutes ago I reached into my bag and pulled out two peanut butter chocolate chip cookies wrapped in plastic wrap. I opened said wrap and began to eat the cookie. Ten minutes ago I was the proud and satisfied eater of a peanut butter chocolate chip cookie. It was good. Homemade and everything. Now that cookie is gone. There is still one more, but it is not time to eat it. Not until the mid-afternoon coffee break. I think it makes more sense for me to be jealous of the me ten minutes ago because it was more recent than if I were to be jealous of the me in two hours. I will wait Another hour and a half before I switch my focus and become jealous of the coffee-break and peanut butter chocolate chip cookie eating me.