I have a problem. An addiction. It crops up when I’m stressed. And when I’m relaxed. When I’m upset, and when I’m elated.

I need chocolate. I crave chocolate. I wish I were one of those people who don’t like chocolate. To be honest, though, I was shocked to learn that those people actually exist. I’m still not sure I believe in them.

But I was talking about me. And chocolate.
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