It’s somewhere between 1 and 4 hours after dinner. I am sitting at the counter, writing. Minding my own business. And then it happens. Absolutely no warning (except for the fact that it happens every night).
I’m starving, I know I haven’t eaten in
days hours, I am so desperate! I need chocolate, or something. Something sweet, preferably. DAMN! I ate all of the sweet things so there wouldn’t be anymore sweet things for me to eat. WHAT WAS I THINKING????
I will find something. There must be something in these cabinets somewhere. Maybe buried in the fridge. Oh wait!!! Didn’t I make some gooey chocolate centers for lava cakes that never actually got made so I stuck them in the back of the freezer like
a year three years ago?
I will definitely not make it through the night if I don’t eat SOMETHING YUMMY. I also might have to shoot someone. So I am guessing that it would be in EVERYONE’S best interest for me to get something yummy in me NOW!
Desperately Craving Sweets Leads to Questionable Choices
Thank you so much for your time, and please – snack wisely.
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