Why did I eat that first cold, stale, leftover pizza roll?

Then why did I eat the second?

And the third?

And the fourth?

My short-term memory isn’t great, but it isn’t that short. Each one tasted as bad as the previous one, yet I kept eating. And now my stomach is queasy. I’ve lost 25 pounds since September, so I don’t even eat junk like that anymore.

So what was I thinking?

I wasn’t. It was an impulsive surrender to temptation. A quick fix to satisfy a hunger.

Such things usually make a person sick.