I’ll go into the kitchen soon and make food.
If I don’t know what I want to eat… considering my detailed and exhaustive notes… it’s probably not time yet for me to eat.
Strangely dangerous assumption.
I don’t want to think constantly in depth of detail about food.
I don’t want to narrowly skirt the word “obsessive” when I think about food or eating, even in the context of having been forced into the extremity of repeated starvation circumstances.
I like the idea of eating something very simple and then forgetting the kitchen exists.
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