Chocolate chips

I cheated on my diet today. I ate a hershey bar... and it was glorious! Then, this afternoon, a workmate lent me his copy of Batman: Arkham Asylum. He tried to warn me that it might be too dark for me to which I replied "Too dark for me?" Somehow the two incidents converged in my mind, and I came up with this thought: If I was a morsel, I think I would be a semisweet chocolate chip.
I know it sounds weird, but try to follow me. I am not white chocolate, all sweet and sugary. I do not see the world as sunshiny, full of puppies and rainbows and lollipops. But, I am not dark chocolate either. I have not yet dyed my hair black or changed my name to Azrael, princess of sorrow. I am not milk chocolate, wishy-washy and in the middle. No, I think I would be a semisweet chocolate chip. I have a hint of sweetmess, but I also know my way around the darkness of life. And, placed in the right situation, like cookies or brownies, I can really make life interesting. I can take the darkest days and still maintain my sense of humor. There is a place in this life for all morsels (all chocolates - white, dark, milk, and semisweet, peanut butter chips, and butterscotch chips), but I am content with my semisweet status.
So, give me a hershey bar and a dark graphic novel, and I will enjoy them both (probably with Diet Coke in hand).