I think people are like a box of chocolates (not life as in the famous quote for Gump’s momma). Think about is, everyone is a different flavor and you can’t tell what it is from the outside. Except the really funky ones, when you go, yup, definitely a macadamia nut in there. . . and then we go around trying to figure out which ones we like, dislike, we dislike but for some reason can’t stop eating, etc. . .
Let me elaborate-
some people adore coconut, some people hate coconut, some people have never tried coconut, some people take the coconut, chew it up and spit it out. Some people simply devour the coconut. . . and some people are so scared that they will get coconut, that they stop eating chocolates. . .
So what am I? After much thought, I’ve decided I’m peanut. Not too sweet, not scary- a little comfort food. . . most people like peanut, some love it, some are allergic too it, some develop allergies too it later in life and then have to say good-bye to the peanut. Some people it just causes a rash, some people it kills. . . just realized how bad this sounds- all I meant was some people can be perfect to some people and toxic to others. . .
I’d still rather be peanut than say, caramel. . . caramel is sticky and too sweet. It’s okay if you just have one or two, but too much will give you a stomachache. True, I can’t think of caramel being toxic to anyone as a peanut, but I think it makes more people sick.
So, what kind of chocolate are you?
After ellaboration with K. we also decided there are a ton more great analagies as well. . .like when some people suck the filling out and leave the piece, so you bite in expecting a filling and get an empty shell. . . especially true after 30!
~Single and still trying the chocolates in Sin City.
