I’ve tried willpower and shame but it seems the surest measure to combat unnecessary snacking is your kiss.

Yes, junk food has been a replacement for lacking happiness and companionship. It can fill a void when it seems like the void is just an empty stomach and not loneliness. And like smokers who crave nicotine and are habitualized to the motion of bringing cigarettes to their lips, snacking fills a compunction to keep the hands busy, as well as oral fixations. The tastebuds and the stomach get bored quickly, but as anyone familiar with the sensory homunculus knows, it’s the hands and lips that rule.

And right now my lips are thinking of yours, not potato chips.