Strange compulsion
My brain is telling me that simulated-ketchup-flavoured crisps would be really delicious right now. I can imagine how they smell and imagine how they taste. I crave But I know this is an illusion because there are none at the office and even if I bought some, there would be no way that they would match the ideal that exists only in my mind.
Argh. I ate something else but it still isn't making it any less tempting!