I touched the face of God last night, pretty much

In the form of "Blueberry Muffin" flavor Frosted Mini-Wheats.

Couldn't decide what I wanted for dinner late, thought of going to Mexi-hole, but that sounded like work and then I thought "Cereal!" Hadn't had any in six months, I'd guess.

So, wandering the aisles, I thought "Wheaties?" I often crave Wheaties. Then I thought "Crunchberries?" Then I saw the blueberry wonderment.

So, yeah, shit's amazing. Milk turned blue/purple even!