i specifically remember eating grass on the playground during recess while i was at kindergarten. like quite vividly too and i cant recall that much going on atleast in class at that time

not like i was only chwing it i was swallowing the grass and i was doing it regularly, nobody did it with me and im pretty sure they didnt notice it so i dont know what compelled me to do it.maybe it change me Did something profound to who i am or like speaks something really special about me besides me being a grass-eater. it tasted like a really mediocre salad