I can’t be the only one who wishes they could graze on snacks all day long. Life would be easier. Instead, in order to save my mostly nonexistent diet, I become a hangry person who is no fun to be around. It’s the smart choice or whatever, but I hate it. That is why I relate to the “Snack Girl”– a small, grumpy toddler wandering around her kitchen growling “snaaaacks.”
She is a chip zombie, a little candy monster. She is me 95% of my life.