I think one of my biggest fears is that one day I will accidentally steal a strangers chips.

If a friend of mine was eating some chips and the chips looked good I would more than likely reach into the bag without asking them and take a chip. I'm sure it's an incredibly irritating habit but I like to believe that sharing, even sharing without consent, brings people closer together. Leaning near, reaching out; it establishes intimacy and trust. And it gets me chips. If I think the person isn't quite close enough I will usually eyeball the chips until they feel uncomfortable enough to offer me some, but this is rare, I usually just go for it.

The problem is, I feel so comfortable taking people's chips that I'm afraid one day I might lapse into this relaxed state of mind and help myself to the chips of a stranger. On the bus, in the movies; people eat chips in all sorts of places and I must remain constantly vigilant in my efforts not to thrust my grimy mitt into their bags. It's tiresome but it is my cross to bare alone.

The French have a phrase, 'L’appel du vide', which means the 'call of the void'. Essentially, this phrase means the instinctive urge to jump from high places. For many it's that feeling in the pit of your stomach that scares you when you stand on top of a cliff - the very specific feeling that it would be incredibly easy and achievable to simply launch yourself off the edge and fall to the ground. For me it's the terror I feel when I realise just how easy it would be to steal a stranger's salty chips.