| Wednesday |
| found my nuts |
Well, today i decided to stroll down my beloved suburb; Clayton, and i found them. I've been on a little bit of an expedition lately, trying to find good nuts. Good, fresh, chewy but not so chewy, crunchy but not so crunchy, nuts. I finally found the place i've been looking for. It's a tiny small "Clayton Mini market" grocery shop on the corner of some obscure and hard to get to place, something that a good few months back, i wouldn't comtemplate walking into, in case it's some sort of blackmarket or weirdass shopkeeper who wouldn't let you walk out unless you make a purchase. But today, i braved it and walked in, and found my nuts. Almonds, macadamias, peanuts, cashews, chestnuts, pecans, pistachios, and walnuts. Oh how i like the nuts. Yummy. Delicious. Hmm.. I think nuts have gender; macadamias, pistachios and pecans sound a little feminine and walnuts, peanuts and chestnuts are the female counter parts. Ahaha...if that actually works, i think i'm negatively skewed.
Apparently nuts have nuts are very nutritious, providing protein and many essential vitamins, such as A and E, minerals, such as phosphorous and potassium, and fibre. But for something to be so good, there must also be some fine print; nuts are high in carbohydrates and oils, so yes, if you eat too much, you get fat. Crap. Oh well; can't starve the tastebuds can i?
Anywho, nibbling away on these fresh smelling nuts as i walked back to my car, i went through a bit of a rollercoaster ride with my emotions- as if life hasn't been enough of a rollercoaster ride lately. I'd dig into the bag of nuts without looking, just hoping to get the good ones; the macadamia, the cashews, pistachios and when i do, i am content. I would chew on them and savor the moment. But when i dig into it and find i've picked out the ordinary peanuts and almonds, i get dissapointed and quickly toss them into my mouth and proceed onto my next lucky dip. This is how much fun a bag of nuts can bring you. I'm sure every one of you have been through this sort of emotion ride - think back to primary school, the lolly bags after birthday parties, or even now, when you get fruit tingles; when the two same colours come consecutively you get dissapointed, but when you get to a freckled one, you let out one of those cheeky, satisfied smile.
Doesn't it just sound a little like life itself? There are good times and there are bad times. One moment you can find youself all hyped up and excited when something lucky happens; can be as small and as insignificant as choosing the right nuts. And the next moment, you can be totally bambazzled. Crazy huh? |
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