I eat healthy organic pure food providing energy and fuel for my body, mind and soul.

There's a specific hour — usually somewhere between four and six — when a person's entire life looks like a mistake. It resolves, almost every time, about twenty minutes after eating something.

That isn't a small observation. It means some proportion of what arrives dressed as insight into your character is actually a blood sugar report, delivered in the voice of a verdict.

Which is a gentler way into all this than virtue is. Not eating well as a moral performance, but as basic maintenance of the equipment that produces your opinions about yourself. The late-afternoon judgments are worth eating before, and worth distrusting until you have.