Wheaties in the Renaissance

In one of just the few virtual worlds where I can be found, the one in which I own wheat fields and do carpentry, I'm occasionally given badges from other players... called "trust points". The more of these trust points you get, the more likely you can advance in your "kingdom". That's basically it. I recently exchanged trust points with another player, who thanked me in an e-mail message. She asked how I was doing in my part of the kingdom. This was my reply:

"Likewise, kind madam. My life here in this part of the kingdom is full of wheat. Much, much wheat. There is so much wheat here that some days I wonder whither our Creator will enclose me and mine own belongings in a narrow box of rectangular shape, complete with a facade bearing the visage of a familiar handsome athletic figure. I sincerely hope this will not be so, for what would surely follow is the highest crescendo of my nightmares: a fat, pink hand of a giant child, ripping open the box above, and reaching inward... down, down... until it grabs significant quantities of that which requires several days of my patience and others' hard labour, and tossing all into a vat of milk from a Divine Cow. The horror... oh, the horror of it all....."

Imagine if I were given the option to harvest Lucky Charms... much, much Lucky Charms. My character's anxiety would be much more palpable, given my son's fondness for the marshmallow-laden breakfast treat.