Food Monologue

The wilderness is rarely a nice place. With all the animals trying to eat you, or just mosquitos. Some things never went your way, and it was truly survival of the strongest person around. But today, it was pleasant. Sun rays were shining and glistening through the leaves. It was morning. I slowly looked around, then got up. There was nothing attacking me like I thought it would, so that’s another thing to be grateful for.

Consequently though, because I’ve never encountered anything yet, there wasn’t any food. I don’t have anything to hunt with and finding food in the forest is a difficult task, often infuriating. However, it’s a thing that is essential to live. You need food to live, evidently. But it also matters about what kind of food, those gut cherries weren’t the best kind of food to live off. I got up and started looking around for food, starving as it is. The hunger was almost unbearable, felt like a stab in the gut at some points in time. …show more content…
Until I looked over to my right and saw a bush. But there was something in them. It looked like tiny splats of red. Or a warmish color. It was kind of hard to tell with the sun rays blasting through the leaves and into my eyes. It looked like some sort of berry bush, the problem is what kind.

Indeed, it was my lucky day though. What I was looking at was a raspberry bush. I looked it over to see if the berries were ripe, perfectly ripe. A beautiful bright red raspberry bush. Or, rather bushes. I picked one from the bush and examined it, just to be sure that it was a raspberry. It was extremely red, one of the best raspberries I’ve ever seen. I think I’m worrying about food too much at this point, so I took a bite out of it.

It was amazing. The berries, most of them, were perfectly ripe. Well, maybe not perfection, but considering I’m starving, it’s perfect to me. I picked more. And