I was driving home at around 4:30 on a Wednesday afternoon from a writing appointment. I pulled over, gave in to my hunger, and got a bean burrito at Taco Bell. As I merged back onto I-65, I "delicately" tried my best to unroll the paper from the tortilla so as not to bite into paper. As I was rolling through Franklin's wonderful two-lane slow down, I tried again (hunger telling me to scarf it / brain saying,"Don't eat the paper!"). I swerved and almost hit someone.
It dawned on me then that I don't want to go out like that - eating a bean burrito. I can see the papers now, "Woman Causes 4 Car Pile Up because She HAD to Get Another Bite of that Sloppy Bean Burrito Officials Found Smeared Across her Face." Ok, the title probably wouldn't be that long and a good journalist wouldn't use that many adjectives, but it would still be a bad way to go.
Yeah, not me. I'd rather not be smashed like a pancake, sandwiched in between two cars, smothered and covered with a burrito...or any other food.
Note to self: Eat and drive separately. Focus. :')