I've become addicted to those chocolate covered coffee beans. I fear it may have become a serious affliction. I see them out of the corner of my eye and they goad me like peparamis, screaming "Eat me, EAT ME! Crack open my shell and feast on the bitter-sweet goodness inside. You will never sleep again!"
I have to walk away. My hand shakes when I partake of my dirty pleasure and it shakes when I don't. What am I to do?
I NEED THAT FALSE SENSE OF WELL BEING AND ALERTNESS.