When I was little, our dad would sometimes bring home donuts for dessert. One day I asked him “When you eat a donut, what happens to the hole?”
He thought about it for a moment, and then he told me “The ghosts eat them.”
I really liked this answer. From then on, I felt very good after I ate a donut.
After all, I wasn’t just eating a donut. I was also feeding a ghost.