A mystery to be continued…

Is it wierd that I want to make scambled eggs in the middle of the night? Or maybe it’s because I’m starving at the moment?

I’ve been trying to cut down on my suger intake since I realized it’s a bit above the recomended intake. And then my dear boyfriend started to tell me stories about diabetes and insulin (he studies nutrition & health for those who don’t know) so now I’m scared. Suger is my worst enemy but at the same time my biggest love.

How come all those things that you like so so so much, are the ones that makes most harm to you?

Do you think it has something to do with psychology?