Algodoo

you are a mixture of peanut butter and jelly, which, of course, brings the flavor into a sandwich. you are surrounded by bread. you contemplate escape and preservation, but the breads are on your tail. you may flee, but the breads will not stop chasing. they will only speed up over time, and the last thing you want is for them to reach you, making a sandwich. you tell yourself that the later a sandwich is made, the more satisfactory it is to you.