Is Your Body Actually Just Telling You It's Nacho’clock?

Have you ever noticed your stomach is better at telling time than your smartwatch? Somewhere deep inside you, an ancient rhythm is ticking away, not to remind you about conference calls or spin class, but to alert you when it’s officially nacho’clock. Morning hunger? That’s when your body whispers, “Forget oatmeal. Top these tortilla chips with scrambled eggs, crispy bacon crumbles, and a golden flood of cheddar.” Because breakfast was clearly invented by someone who just wanted an excuse for morning nachos. Midday grind? You’re hanging on by a thread, fueled by chaos and caffeine. This calls for jalapeños, black beans, shredded chicken, and an aggressive scoop of pico de gallo to reignite your dwindling will to exist. Evening slowdown? Melted cheese as thick as a winter blanket, lazy rivers of sour cream, and a remorse-free pile of guacamole so large it probably needs its own zip code. Tracking REM cycles is adorable. Tracking nacho’clock? That’s survival. Biological clocks are supposed to help you balance sleep, energy, and productivity. But honestly, when your internal rhythm screams "load more queso onto that chip immediately," you should listen. Ignoring it would be unhealthy. Probably. Maybe. Your body doesn’t want another salad or a three-day juice cleanse. It wants a platter full of perfectly timed nacho masterpieces, and frankly, you owe it that much for everything it’s been through lately. So today, follow the only clock that truly matters: the one that’s always a few bites away from pure, melty bliss. *Image created using DALL-E.*