Oat Milk
It looked off. It had a watery consistency and was hazy in appearance. It looked even less appetizing once you paid attention to the chunks of granola and freeze-dried strawberries swimming in the bowl of goop.
But I was the one that decided on buying the watery milk, so I kept eating the cereal (in true “reap what you sow” fashion). I didn’t want to admit defeat.
A few days into my torturous breakfast, the milk had become chunky and looked as if it had spoilt. I thought of it as odd and checked the package for an expiration date.
Then I read the label; I never actually shook the carton.