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"I love Halloween. It&amp;#039;s so fun to dress up and be a different person for a night. But this year I decided to lay low and stay home.  I waited until the day of Halloween to buy some candy for the trick or treaters because, after all, if I bought candy any earlier it would&amp;#039;ve been gone by the time the night came around. So I went to the local supermarket, where the aisles had already been picked through. But still, quite a variety remained: Kit Kats, Snickers, Tootsie Rolls... It was all so tempting. I put a bag of Snickers bars in my cart, and started to walk away. But I quickly realized I was only getting Snickers because I loved them; I doubted most kids loved them (I know I always hated nuts growing up). So I went back and opted for a bag of the Kit Kat bars instead.  I continued my shopping, but just before heading to the checkout line, I went back to the candy aisle one more time. I stood there, rationalizing why I should get one more type of candy in case someone doesn&amp;#039;t like Kit Kats. After all, I&amp;#039;d hate for the trick or treaters to be disappointed. So I grabbed some candy corn and a bag of Dum Dum lollipops. While waiting on line to check out, I started having buyer&amp;#039;s remorse. What if no one rings my doorbell? What if I&amp;#039;m stuck all night with three bags of candy? What if I&amp;#039;m stuck all WEEKEND with three bags of candy? As I got closer to the front of the line, I started questioning whether I should be doing this at all. Maybe I should only buy one bag like I originally planned. I didn&amp;#039;t really have to have three kinds. So I put back the lollipops and the candy corn. I felt better immediately. For once, I had managed to edit myself before it was too late. I could handle just one bag of candy. I&amp;#039;ll get so many visitors that one bag will be gone in no time. It&amp;#039;ll be easy to avoid eating any of them. I can do this. As I started to check out, I had a last-minute panic attack. It was like a voice inside of me yelling, Wait! Don&amp;#039;t do it! Don&amp;#039;t go home alone with a whole bag of Kit Kats! You&amp;#039;ll end up eating the whole thing yourself.  So I slowly put down the Kit Kats and backed away and off the line. I actually ended up leaving, abandoning everything I had intended to buy.  But when I pulled out of the parking lot, I actually felt relieved. Relieved that I had made a healthy choice for once. Relieved that I wasn&amp;#039;t going to have to face a battle with myself as to why I can eat just one more. Relieved that I won&amp;#039;t have a stomachache tomorrow after having overdone it the night before. I felt bad about not being there for the trick or treaters but not that bad. I drove on. I turned on the radio. I thought about how I could do some Pilates when I got home since I was feeling motivated. But then it happened: A big Snickers bar made an appearance inside my head. I tried to think about other things; I tried to sing along to some 80s song on the radio. But that stupid Snickers bar wouldn&amp;#039;t go away.  And then I thought about how it was Halloween, the one time a year that it&amp;#039;s actually expected to eat candy. Like you&amp;#039;re a scrooge if you don&amp;#039;t. And how I ain&amp;#039;t no scrooge. ;) So I swung into a gas station and bought one Snickers bar. Just one.  And once I was home, I turned off my house lights so that no trick or treaters would ring the bell. I found a horror movie on a random cable channel, settled in on the couch, and dove right into the Snickers bar. I even licked the chocolate off my fingers. And it was delicious. Happy Halloween, everyone. Hope you were able to treat yourself, too. "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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