I'm not a big fruit person. But there are days, like today, when I feel a little fruity. You know, when it seems as if your life is divided into segments that seldom, if ever, overlap. Similar to the subdivisions in a grapefruit, you have to cut the parts to make them want to move. Except I hate grapefruits, so then it made me think of oranges and lemons which are also like a wheel and segmented, but I'm not overly crazy about those, either. I will drink orange juice and somewhat enjoy the taste of an orange (when I can convince myself it's worth the sticky juice), but lemons have never really been my friend. My sisters will eat lemons in the same manner I eat chocolate, but the mere taste will conjure my mouth into the weirdest of expressions.
It's strange how the fruit I enjoy (watermelon, cantaloupe, apples), is never the fruit that comes to mind when I think of my life.
It's strange how the fruit I enjoy (watermelon, cantaloupe, apples), is never the fruit that comes to mind when I think of my life.
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