My Exact Thoughts

"I wanted to do something with food, I said. That was what I kept coming back to, after everything else. At the end of the day, when I was exhausted and fed up and unsure of everything, food was a certainty. It was what I thought about, what I cared about, what I wrote about, what got me out of bed in the morning. (I mean that, I get up for the sole purpose of eating breakfast. I don't know why else you would.) It was so obvious, so utterly terrifying."-Molly Wizenburg, A Homemad Life, p. 166