Because we cannot know what eternity is, or why even when we haven't been to the beach in ages, it still feels familiar to hear the crash of waves, or why some warm summer nights make you feel lonely in a way that is better than any companionship. Because we cannot know these things, we have to discover the attainable.
Like what this tastes like.
It's cookie dough, topped with double stuff oreos. Over that I poured brownie batter, and baked it all.
Don't ask me how it tasted. You know how it tasted. Like an affront to every run I've ever been on; to every salad I've ever eaten. It tasted awesome.