Okay, so I had this thought while I was eating some of the grapes from the bottom of the bag, those ones that fall off the stem and rot really fast if you don't eat them right away. Yeah, those ones!

I was eating them, and of course I was thinking, "Yes, forgotten grapes! I, the savior, have come from the heavens to pick you out and eat you, before my family shuns you to the everlasting prison at the bottom of the bag!"

Weird? Yes, I know. I am very aware of that.

But then a thought crossed my mind- does food want you to eat it? Does it grow up, its parents telling it to drink its water so that it can grow up big and strong and be consumed by one of the amazing Giants?

Or does it try to hide at the bottom of the bag so that you won't eat it? What if the food is desperately screaming for its life, and only the lucky ones escape to the floor, where they are soon let away from their prison and given the freedom of the trash can?

What am I doing with my life?

Now I'm never going to be able to eat food without thinking about this.

Fantastic.