the saddest time for all people is when they are eating.

i can't think of a graceful way to say this.

it is just so sad to watch people eat- whether they are sitting somewhere by themselves or eating on the run or leaning over their keyboard as they struggle to build a spreadsheet with a ham and swiss on rye in one hand...

it makes me feel like sobbing.

i love food as much as the next person, but i wish we never had to go through the act of eating, it's so humbling and lonely and base.

my boss, whom i never feel the least bit of empathy for, still manages to tug at my heart strings when i see him bring his plastic subway sack into his office and gingerly unwrap his sub, placing the fallen shreds of lettuce off to one side, spreading out a paper napkin on his lap.