These Days
I tried to sleep 'til 10 but when I did get up, it was only 8:30.
Boiled some water, poured a bowl of Cheerios, poured the water into a cup containing a guessed at amount of instant coffee, poured milk on the Cheerios, and put sugar on that.
While I was eating,
I was visited by the ghost of breakfast past.
posted by Lane Savant at 7:25 PM
13 Comments:
Chuckling...I like "the ghost of breakfast past".
I remember those days when I wouldn't hesitate to eat that past stuff. Not any longer...Your breakfast now is similar to mine,except I prefer Kashi.
Great take on the prompt.
LOL... the ghost of breakfast past... LOL
Nice piece.
Oh, how funny! - the ghost of breakfast past - delightful!
Great ending.
I think you need to connect with your inner gourmet - but not if it will spoil your writing - well done
Ghost of breakfast past. Love it. LOVE it!
Funny, in a poignant sort of way.
I'm lucky to remember breakfast now ... though I know I should! I liked your Magpie ............
Another good one, sir.
You still have the knack for
seeing life like a male
Erma Bomback.
And yes, I do feel free
to laugh.
Very crafty writing. Laugh? I snorted instant coffee!
I have nothing to say here except that the capcha (or whatever they call it)is gulkwomb
Clever, fun, smile-inducing.
You can always look forward to Breakfast Yet To Come.
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