This is something that I have pondered for a long time at many different moments throughout my life. I have only ever shared this line of thought with my best friend in the world, my husband, Dan. OK, here goes.
I think, maybe, some ice cubes would prefer to be used in Sprite rather than water. Or some might dread being selected from the tray at all. Do they watch the hand approach, pleading to be chosen if they know it will be lemonade that they enter? Or do they cringe away from the seeking fingers to preserve their life - and wave a sad farewell to the selected ice chunk?
Does a chip in a bowl with other chips hope to be picked out for munching? Does it care whether you head for the salsa, or chomp on him straight? Or does it seek to shift and hide under the other chips - sending them to a digestive death sooner?
Do M&Ms jockey for position to be under the hand reaching into the bag? Is it an honor to enter a human's mouth or a curse?
A dilemma of this nature..., well, I am sure you can see why it has occupied my mind for literally years. And I have recently been given good news - I am not the only crazy person to wonder about this! I have proof that others are concerned as well.
My husband gave me a card for Valentine's Day. This in itself is not noteworthy; he's pretty reliable about that sort of thing. Anyway, the front pictures a heart-shaped box of candy that is empty but for a few crumpled wrappers and one, single, lone piece of candy. That piece of chocolate is thinking (thought bubble appears over its head), "Day 4: It's quiet now...eerily quiet. They got Larry last night. It's just a matter of time until they come back for me." The bottom of the page reads, "The Diary of a Valentine Chocolate with the Yucky Apricot Creme Center."
I died laughing (maybe not the reaction most go for with a Valentine card, but it works for us)!
And now I have a new thought to ponder...do chocolates have names?
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