Random Metaphor.
Thu Jan 26 2012

Imagine, you’ve been eating ice cream for the most of your life, you had an endless supply of it and while you enjoyed it like you have, the ice cream wasn’t a treat for you, it was your daily bread so to speak. Then, one fine day they took away all of your ice cream supply and after the first shock of starvation you begin to taste different things, some you liked more, others – less, but you gradually discovered what your new taste is like. And then...opsss...your ice cream has been returned to you, even though you didn’t ask it back And you kind of still enjoy its taste, you lick it every morning and every evening, mostly because it feels sentimentally familiar. But you also kind of wonder now, why should it be just the ice cream and why should you be committed to it, just because you used to in the past. And you wonder if instead you should’ve gone tasting other varieties of delicatessen.
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