I debated the best way to go about talking with my cerial without it looking like I was actualy talking to it. “How are you?â€?seemed to cliched. Bonjour? Did cheerios speak French? Were they made in China? How do you say hi in Chinese again??
...My brain was babbling.
I decided to ignore it completely. Maybe I didn’t get enough
sleep? That’s entirely possible. It could be a hearing-hallucination!
I tried to go for a spoonful again.
“DON’T EAT UUUUUUSSS !!!â€? my inanimate cheerios hollered. I moved my spoon near the bowl, not scooping up anything though. Just to see if they would react.
“DON’T EAT US !!!â€?
“Single minded little fellows arntcha?â€? I said.
“OUR LIVES ARE ON THE LINE . WHAT ? DO YOU EXPECT US TO SING OUR A B C ’s???â€?
“Just saying is all..â€? I answered a bit embarrassed
That’s it. This is waaay too much for an empty stomach. I want food to eat, not food for thought.
I pushed my bowl off to the side and went to get the rice crispies .