This container of generic brand Toasted O's doesn't represent the recession and the circles don't represent the circle of life.
It represents the hole in my plastic bag ripping on the way to work. It also represents my cute little milk container that came crashing to the ground, spilling all over the place, and breaking into milky chunks of glass.
I couldn't find a trash can for about a 1/4 of a mile and it was so cold outside that by the time I found a container, the milky glass shards were frozen to my cold bare hands!
Winter is hard enough to bare already. Stuff like this shouldn't be allowed to happen when it's below 40 degrees.
I'm going to try to find a way for humans to hibernate in the winter. And until then, I'm going to try to find enough moisture in my mouth to eat these dry generic cereal circles.
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