Last Sunday, around 2 p.m., I got hungry. Not too hungry, mind you. Not hungry enough to eat, say, a hot beef sandwich or something. No, more like a good old bowl of cereal. I’m a Captain Crunch fan. An Alphabits fan. Cereal with meaning. I mix these with a little bit of Special K so that it’s ‘healthy’ for you. And so, I walk into the kitchen, pour myself a bowl, mix it just right. I got out my favourite spoon. Then, I top it off with some good old 1% milk.
Well, I would have. The carton was empty. So was the other carton in the fridge. Hmmm. Well. No cereal then. How about some leftover wings from Saturday night? Nope. The bowl is still in the fridge, but it’s empty. I end up frying a can of potatoes.
Walking around the house, something just doesn’t feel…
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