Jan 16, 2002
It’s 11 p.m. and I’ve just finished eating a bowl of breakfast cereal. This near-midnight snack has become a habit, and it’s a habit that comes with a bowl-full of guilt. When I was younger, I was terribly mean to my brothers (especially Joel) whenever they wanted to eat cereal at night. Now I understand that they were simply hungry, and a bowl of cold milk and crunchy cereal can be a comforting snack. So, brothers, I’m sorry. Next time we get together, let’s have a bowl of Wheaties.
Anton Zuiker ☄
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