Binges, Self-Deception, and the Chevelle Car Window
I’ve been thinking a lot about my junk food habit.
I liken it to the passenger window on the old Chevy Chevelle. One day I open that window and the damn thing won’t close. I try and try, but you end up having to dismantle the entire door panel to get the window back on the track. It’s a pain in the ass. And I am very aware of this window not working – for a few weeks.
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