When you wake up in the morning, you have a thought running through your head. You can't tell when it started. You don't know if it was a dream from the night before, if it was a thought from a week before, or if it was pre-destined to be something you couldn't let go.

Another day in life comes your way. You don't know when the moment hits you. You aren't sure if it's from the second that you wake up, to the moment that you step into the bathroom or when you step out the front door of your office heading home. You just don't know when it hits you. The importance of something that you need in your daily life. The significance of something you can't do without. It's impossible to tell when that moment occurred.

As a kid, you don't remember the first time that it entered your days. You don't remember the first time that it became an important part of your existence. You can't remember the first time you realized that a day wouldn't go by when you didn't have it in your days, in your hours, in your minutes, and in your weeks.

One day, you woke up, and the craving hits you. The overpowering urges hits you. The overwhelming impulse that you can't control hits you. Then you realize reality. And it hits you.

Does it happen when you get in the shower? Maybe it hits you like a hammer when you're sitting on the toilet pooping. You might not even realize it until it hits you when you're in the backyard mowing the lawn. And then, like a hammer, it hits you.

You wake up out of a dead sleep. It's 2 a.m. You walk down the hallway. You open the door. You walk into the bathroom. You have an overwhelming urge to pee. And then it hits you. It crushes you. An overwhelming urge overcomes you.

As you sit in front of your computer at night, you watch TV. You talk to your kids. You listen to music. You do whatever happens to be needing to be done at the time. You pause. You stop, look, and listen.

There is no explanation for what you go through. It may happen on a daily basis. It may happen on a weekly basis. It may happen multiple times per day. It may not happen for a week. But it happens. You know it will happen. They know it will happen. Everyone knows it will happen.

It's like a craving. It's like an urge you can't control. It's like an overwhelming crush on your soul. It's like an overpowering demon that controls your soul. It's like a hammer that pounds at your heart. It makes you beg for it. It makes you crave it. It makes you yearn for it. It makes you suffer without it.

And then you realize it. It hits you. You open your eyes. You walk to the cupboard. You open the door. You start to sweat. You start to pant. You start to breathe heavy. You start to get dizzy. Your eyes start to glaze over. And then it hits you.

You stare forward. You look at it. You smile as you come to the realization that it's right there in front of you, and you can already taste the sweetness before it even touches your tongue.

A Twinkie.