Lately I've been feeling old. I woke up this morning with my leg hurting to high heaven (I've never used this expression before, so I hope I did it correctly). In addition to this, I have been getting sleepy earlier and earlier. For example, it is now 9:41 and I plan on going to bed as soon as I write this. So, to remedy this small life crisis, I did a little therapeutic shopping. You may be wondering what exactly I bought. Don't worry, this did not include a trip to Nordstrom or anywhere near the mall, really. I went to Smith's. Partially because I needed groceries; partially because I wanted this:
Let me tell you a little story about Cocoa Puffs and me. When I was little I always asked if we could buy them and I was always answered with, "No one likes them but you." I always had to wait for a camping trip or some other event that would require my family to buy this. Then, and only then, could I taste the wonderfully sugar-high educing, chocolate milk making, sorry excuse for a food item that is Cocoa Puffs. After growing up with a Cocoa Puff-deprived childhood one of my first purchases as an independent college student was a box of Cocoa Puffs. That was one of the best decisions I've ever made.
As I drove home in my car eating the Cocoa Puffs that I had just bought, from the box that I had savagely opened while walking out of the store, I felt again the satisfaction of having made a good decision. One of the best, in fact.
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