I didn’t grow up with having too many choices. I re-read books because the choices were limited. I ate the same breakfast on all five weekdays and drank the same kind of milk that local milkman delivered to our house. My childhood was years away from the last decade.
And I am happy that I got lucky to have a normal childhood. Life is simple when options are numbered.
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I agree that eating the same breakfast evwry day is not an imposition. I’ve eaten the same breakfast for years, and still miss it when I travel.
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