How much self-control do you have?
How much self-control do you have? When it’s 10:30 p.m. on a Friday night? Not a lot. The hunger kicks in right as I’ve managed to convince myself to go to bed early for once. Instead, like clockwork, I make my way downstairs, take a left to rummage through the pantry, then make a u-turn to the fridge if my search turns out unsatisfactory. Finally, armed with a bowl, chopsticks, and the night’s conquests, I settle myself onto my chair, start playing my latest c-drama, and dig in. I have little to no problem with putting my life on hold for a bit of personal indulgence. One of my favorite excuses? Snack time! Who can resist? We all have our best (or should I say worst) methods of procrastination, and escaping the world for some munch and chill time is mine. It’s a bad habit—my mother makes this very clear every few weeks, something about indigestion and hair loss—but it’s easy. Locking in is a difficult feat to accomplish when the daily Wordle is but a click away and you hav...