My awesome husband is driving his family to the airport in NYC (which is an hour or so away). I am not cooking dinner just for myself. I decided to grab a new and exciting box of cereal that I’ve never eaten before. (Yes, I know it’s sad that I get so excited over cereal, it’s the little things in life that do it for me)
I reached for this box of cereal
I read the back of cereal boxes as I eat (another weird quirk of mine). This one was good.
We should all aspire to live like bananas. They are on a permanent vacation, living in lush, tropical rainforests. From high above, a canopy of trees provides the perfect balance of sun and shade.
I blankly stared at the box and just kept blinking.
In my next lifetime, I’ve decided that I’m coming back as a banana.