Black and Blue

Selective memory is a great thing.  On occasion, all I can remember are past glories, triumphs and inexplicably stratospheric heights of the food I consumed.  At other times, when a more maudlin mood is upon me, all I can see and smell is the garbage around me.  There isn’t… See the full post on my main site here https://www.quieteating.com/black-and-blue/

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