too many fruits.

blueberries,
cherries,
cranberries,
raspberries,
and strawberries?
damn, neighbors.
that's a LOT of fruits.
and when you add in half a lemon's worth
of extra tart and tangy zest, too?
mmmhmmm.
breakfast gets pretty flippin' expert pretty much immediately.
check the large-and-in-charge-type teleport:

oh, yeah!
the only downside to a crunchy crusted loaf of very burly breakfast bread?
....it tastes like a fruit punch biscuit.
awwwwwwww, man.
don't get me wrong, kids-
i still love it,
and i've been positively destroying it with my extra big mouth.
it's just that it has so dang much dried berry business inside of it.
it's borderline distracting, really.
the crumb is buttery and soft,
and the outsides are so dang crisp,
but every bite has about a billion bits of berry and cherry,
and honestly, it's almost too much of too much.
except,
that's not a thing.
too much is the right amount,
i'm bound by the rules,
and so,
we can rest easy, if a bit queasy, because i'll be eating it up until it's all gone.
anyway,
maybe i should make another one?
with chocolate chips, and maybe just blueberries?
who knows what the future holds?
i mean,
i've got a mixing bowl, a bag of blueberries,
chips of chocolate, and a piping hot oven full of fire.....
all i need is the initiative, and i'm actually too full of the original jauns
to consider making that mix of wholemeal and fruit.
hmmmmm.
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the thing about baking all this stuff all the time
is that i really do have trouble reining in all my completely all-consuming
consumption-oriented actions.
i just want all the treats, guys.
sure, there's other stuff going on all the time.
i'm not lazy, nor am i unimaginative,
so making moves in creative and constructive ways isn't an issue.
but,
denying myself another 'nother 'nother bite of some sweet new delights
is pretty difficult to do,
when there's a whole luscious loaf of edible excellence sitting next to my art stuff.
y'know?
i have to have it.
and i get it, and i've got it,
and now i'm a bellicose bellyaching barbarian battle-beast for the rest of the day.
today is the day.
full of fruit,
and citrus,
and cakey bready slices,
with furrowed brows,
and feisty feelings,
and sharklike gluttony,
and harder and harder styles by the minute.
it's all really happening,
and that's really the reason i'm here;
never quiet, never soft.....