I am among those who didn't think much of this story. I kept asking myself about halfway through, "Why am I listening to this again? Does this story have a point? Where's it going?" I just ..well, wasn't impressed at all.
Now, that said, I have this to say: The next morning I went into the kitchen and was getting the coffee ready. I went to the fish tank, as I do every morning now, and had to pause as I looked at the fish who, by now, know the routine, and are ready, excited, waiting, all congregated up close, in one corner and the surface, eager, hungry, waiting for me, seeing the big blog beyond the tank who brings the sprinkles of food. I paused and thought, "Okay, I get it now..a little." I look at the fish differently in the mornings now.