Waking up is easy, you spring out of bed. You land on bread. You smother yourself with grape jam, peanut butter, that marshmallow fluff.

Eat me, eat me: you beg others. No one does.
Okay. Fine. You wash up, get dressed, present yourself as a normal human. Still, no one is interested. But to your credit, you’ve not asked them to eat you.
So there.