8:17 AM

My mom left for work, while I had ate my colorful breakfast cereals. They always seem to bring me back to when I was younger. I loved eating them when I was a kid. Well, I still do. Although I don't eat them that very often anymore.

 

I was thinking about something the other day. What if we're all breakfast cereals in a giant bowl? Colorful and bright at the beginning of our lives with nothing to worry about. But as the milk is added, we get older and we slowly get soggier until we've changed into something completely different than what we once were. And there are those who fall outside of the bowl and don't have to deal with getting soggy, but they'll get eaten or thrown away at the end nonetheless. Maybe I've put too much thought into it, but cereals are a lot like life, in a way. We all grow up, if we'd like to or not. We could still try to think like a child does, but at the end, most of us change. Luckily we have breakfast cereals and nostalgic TV shows to take us back to that time. That time before we started worrying over little things and before we had to deal with the milk being added.

Done