Day Four...
My hunger for diet cola is palpable. I find myself daydreaming of hearing a can snap open and the salty foam slowly seaping out. I can taste the caramel coloring coat and melt crackling ice cubes that scrape against my slowly staining teeth so I can quickly ingest what my brain is screaming for me to do. Today will be a testament to the logical argument that my self-control is lacking.
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