First one. Mmm. Sweet, salty, crunchy, and chocolaty. This could well be the ultimate candy. Another Peanut Butter M&M follows the first one. Then another. And another. I can’t stop. The sweet/salty combination is too good.
My hand snakes, unbidden, to the open packet, coaxing the little candies out of the small opening and popping them one after another into my waiting mouth.
I have to stop. These aren’t helping me lose these damn pounds. OK. Just one more. OK. Maybe two more. Fine. Maybe just one last handful. Oh! A red one, I love those. I have to eat it. And a blue one! I remember when those didn’t exist. Down the hatch it goes.
Shit! Half the bag is gone! OK. This time, for real, I’m putting the bag away. I can do this. I can stop.
Well, maybe after just one more…