I’m having a massive granola moment right now.

Seriously — I’m finishing off a bag as I type, spooning it into yogurt with strawberries and cashew milk. I blame the cashew phase I’m in. One spoonful turns into three. Why is portion control so impossible with granola?
At least this feels healthier than the bacon tortilla chips I keep craving. In a moment of weakness I might even choose granola over chips, which is saying something.
Who am I? What happened to me?