Fruit & Me

I hardly ever buy fruit. It’s not that I don’t like fruit, I just forget to buy it. And when I remember to buy it, I forget to eat it.

Right now I have two delicious oranges on the kitchen counter, waiting to be eaten. I just never think about it. And when I do, I’m not in the mood for fruit.

Apparently, with fruit, I always lose.

Nevertheless I think it’s really nice that one of the guys at work gave me a blood orange before he left today. I may or may not eat it, but at least he restored my faith in mankind. And goodness. Or something.