I went to the grocery store the other morning after the gym. I wanted to get some fruit and some dates and that was about it. To get them, I had to walk by a breakfast buffet filled with sausages, eggs, bacon, fried potatoes, and a variety of other things. It smelled good, salty and fatty and savoury, and people were filling up containers to go.
It didn’t make me want to eat it at all. Even though I was hungry, I want to feel good. None of that food makes me feel good.
I grabbed a couple of kiwi fruit and the dates and headed for the register. To get there I had to walk through displays of chocolate bars, potato chips, and candy. Then on my way out there was a big rack full of croissants and donuts and other baked goodies.
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