Z's Halloween candy lays on the living room floor, where I can just pick one up and eat it every time I pass by.
The Reeses cups got to me: a reaction not unlike a sunburn, in all the places on me where the sun has been. I even had swimsuit lines, and heat pouring out of my skin. Also there was no sleep to be had, because my brain was running high speed.
A consultation with someone who would know revealed that there is a big difference, healthwise, between good chocolate and this sort, especially for a woman of my particular age. I have overdone it and hurt myself.
I was told red wine does it too, but I knew that. Tell me, what is there to live for, without red wine and chocolate? Apparently quality is the key.
So I must banish the bad, tasty candy. -- P.S.: Artwork by Z