Food meter

 


I was driving today through downtown. I left home after a light breakfast, so at one point I began feeling hungry. Couple of seconds later I caught myself gazing at the car's dashboard, and after not finding the information I needed, I looked at the central screen. I then realized, I was looking for a food gauge to show me how hungry I was, what is my range with the current energy I had stored in me. 

I laughed alone in the car the whole way home 


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