Midnight Snack

Well, it's become a habit.

If my necessities were the sea and luxuries were the shore, I am perpetually on high tide! Everyday, the sea encroaches into the land as if it was her own. And so is the case with my newly acquired habit of having a midnight snack. I don't think it has much to do with hunger. I mean, it is just a craving of which hunger is merely a part.

Yesterday at around mignight, almost against my resolve, I opened a box of Pringles and nearly finished all of it! There was something animalistic about it. Something a bit uncharacterestic of me. But anyway.

I think someone is getting angry now. :)