Salty Taste

Like a fly which is attracted by a hot lamp and makes the same mistake again and again by flying into the lamp and hurting itself, I let myself fall into a trap once in a while.
Today I did it again and it did not really hurt in any way but now, after the accident, I do feel intoxicated and a bit addicted. The whole experience is not that bad, I do enjoy it once in a while; the independent atmosphere, the fast service and the unbeatable salty taste it always leaves in the mouth. Probably the strange feeling comes from the guilt of realizing that my friends would regard it as disgusting or perhaps after all it really is unhealthy and (like at the moment) my body tries to tell me that by the feeling of heaviness which fills me up; never-the-less, every so often, like once a month when I have a very bad mood, I feel the desire and there is nothing I can do about it. Today, on my way home I stepped into a MacDonald restaurant, the one next to Harrods, and ordered a BigMac meal. Guilty your honor :)