I always thought eating was a ridiculous activity anyway. I'd get out of it myself if I could, though you've got to do it to stay alive, they tell me.
If you're not annoying somebody, you're not really alive.
To take that risk, to offer life and remain alive, open yourself like this and become whole.
One of the gravestones in the cemetery near the earliest church has an anchor on it and an hourglass, and the words In Hope. In Hope. Why did they put that above a dead person? Was it the corpse hoping, or those still alive?
You aren't sick & unhappy only alive & stuck with it.
For the children with their greedy little mouths represent the future, which like time itself will devour all now alive.
There's something to be said for hunger: at least it lets you know you're still alive.
These things you did were like prayers; you did them and you hoped they would save you. And for the most part they did. Or something did; you could tell by the fact that you were still alive.
If your not annoying somebody, you're not alive.