bitter-sweet
“Jésus Christóbol Almighty! Eight grams of sugar…in a half?” Thalia exclaimed.
“And she ate the whole thing!” Urania added.
“Why do you puny-swear using faux Spanish?” Calliope asked.
“I don’t know…” Thalia replied, rolling her eyes skyward as if asking God to send an answer.
“Eating a grapefruit is this weird mix of bitter and sweet…nothing like ice cream…and yet, she likes it?” asked inquisitive Calliope.
“Something about liking the contrast,” said Urania. “You know, like how she says she’d never want to live in San Diego or Phoenix…sun, sun, sun. She likes the seasons.”
“Remember that movie Oh, God!?” asked Calliope. “God admits to making mistakes…ostriches, avocados…tobacco. Maybe grapefruit was a mistake, too?”
“Thank God we don’t live in the Good Place! As much as I like frozen yogurt—and yes Calliope, I know it is a poor substitute for frozen custard—how boring it would be to eat it every day.” Thalia said.
“Can we throw the readers one more link?” asked Calliope.
“Three’s a charm,” answered Urania.
“Yes, life is so much better outside of the mold,” said Thalia. “All of the answers right there in plain sight…”
What if you are not here to fix the world? What if the world is here to fix you?
~Mike Johnson
I find it much easier to follow your work when the lights are on... in my brain! My first interpretation of the image was, “What a beautiful tenderloin! Lean and well trimmed.”
When the muses began their observations, I began to have my doubts. “She ate a whole, raw tenderloin?!” Hmmm... I’ll blame the lack of full illumination on the gloomy, cloudy conditions outside just now.
Remember Goldilocks and the Three Bears? The range of human preferences is like her sampling porridge, chairs and beds. I like my coffee piping hot and black. My wife adds milk and ice cubes for a tolerable experience. Yet trying her cup would defile my tastebuds!
Likely it’s best to drink from my own cup.
Y tu tambien? (Real Spanish) 😉
<sigh> I miss grapefruit. Doesn’t go with my simvastatin meds. 😞