You know when you're pondering one thing, and it reminds you of a related thing, and before you realize what's happening, you've gone from thinking about what those plastic tips on the ends of shoelaces are called, to wondering about the implications and ramifications of an extraterrestrial invasion on our agriculture industry? Yeah, well... I don't, either.
Anyway, something similar happened to me today after dinner. While ripping through a grapefruit and going all sorts of crazy over how delicious something is allowed to be, I started thinking of other citrus fruits. Namely oranges. (quick side-note: have you guys/gals ever tried pomelo? it's a citrus-y fruit, if, like me until a few weeks ago, you don't know what the heck that is. I totally recommend it, you guys/gals)
I have got to say, one of the most singularly satisfying feelings in life as I know it is when I'm peeling an orange and that part at the top... I don't know what it's called... I wish I were well-versed in fruit terminology.... but you know that top part of an orange, this big ol' collection of orange pith from the middle of the fruit? There should be a name for the feeling you get when you successfully extract that sucker. I'm sure the Eskimos have 32 different words for that sensation.
Well, this made me think about what other sorts of seemingly trivial things invoke great surges of actual joy in me. Maybe this list will be similar to yours. Maybe you think I should return to the psych-ward from whence I escaped.
........what the
Anyway, something similar happened to me today after dinner. While ripping through a grapefruit and going all sorts of crazy over how delicious something is allowed to be, I started thinking of other citrus fruits. Namely oranges. (quick side-note: have you guys/gals ever tried pomelo? it's a citrus-y fruit, if, like me until a few weeks ago, you don't know what the heck that is. I totally recommend it, you guys/gals)
I have got to say, one of the most singularly satisfying feelings in life as I know it is when I'm peeling an orange and that part at the top... I don't know what it's called... I wish I were well-versed in fruit terminology.... but you know that top part of an orange, this big ol' collection of orange pith from the middle of the fruit? There should be a name for the feeling you get when you successfully extract that sucker. I'm sure the Eskimos have 32 different words for that sensation.
Well, this made me think about what other sorts of seemingly trivial things invoke great surges of actual joy in me. Maybe this list will be similar to yours. Maybe you think I should return to the psych-ward from whence I escaped.
- Stirring chocolate-y mixes
- The sound of a passing train (unless you're really close to it. I imagine that would be rather unpleasant and deafening) (this sound can also make me sad)
- Turning crystal doorknobs
- The smell of basements (haha...ha..h)
- Watching the super duper quiet person in class talking excitedly with a friend (maybe doing this just makes me a scary person)
- Good guacamole
- Miraculously finding a familiar street when you thought you were lost somewhere in a different state on your way back from the mall
- Successfully drumming a difficult part of a song
- The smell of wet tile (for those not acquainted with the scent, I'd compare it to the smell of rain)
- Flossing
- On a similar note, Q-Tipping my ears... heheh.
........what the
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