I turn and catch myself in the full-length bathroom mirror
and am horrified by my bulging stomach.
I have eaten too many crisps lately.
I love crisps.
I then remember the large pack of crisps I half ate yesterday
leaving the other half for the weekend - as if
as if saving half was some minor win for me
or something
but still a sense of guilt washes over me.
I take my shower.
Later, I'm stood in the kitchen
and another wave of guilt washes over me
as I finish off the packet of crisps.
I love crisps!
