i can't stop, i don't want to try

I have an addiction.

Colossal, looming. It's always there. Waiting.

I have no control around Cheez Its. I’m excessive by nature. That certainly doesn’t help. But there has got to be more to it than personal nature. There is something magical about those little, orange squares. It only takes one and I’m gone, spiraling down a cheddar rabbit hole into a magical land of unknown but oh-so-palatable pleasures. I dance the night away with my Cheddar Lady. Sometimes she’s sassy, sometimes she’s spicy.

But I’ll be damned if she isn’t always completely delicious.