That was the most delicious apple I’ve ever eaten.

I think after about three months, I’ve finally started to understand some of the lyrics to Regina Spektor’s On the Radio—”You’re young until you’re not, you love until you don’t, you try until you can’t.” Combined with this week’s series on xkcd, I’m feeling very much like asking the next person I see to go fly a kite with me. Preferably one that looks like a pirate ship, but I won’t be picky about it.

I just came back from the gym. The sun was protesting the indoors, so I swam a few lengths in the outdoor pool before going back into the weightroom. I heard someone mention one of my professors at McGill. I suppose if I had really learned to seize the day I would have jumped into the conversation like, for a moment, I wanted to, but declined.

Later I noticed someone checking me out, and though I did say “hi” later as we walked past each other, I was content then to otherwise keep to myself and enjoy the boost in self-confidence. Is it bad that that boost is directly proportional to how attractive the other person is? I suspect we’re all guilty of following that formula. Regardless, it’s good to feel like the hottest shit in town.

I bought an apple on my walk home from the produce stand. Jona Gold. Forty cents. Sweet and with a texture almost like nashi.

Continuing my walk, I passed a couple of really good looking guys my age. For reasons unexplained, and for a just moment, I felt a little like a chimpanzee. Seeing guys like that in the gym, say, always makes me both a little self conscious and a little more determined in my workout.

But today I decided instead to forget it, continue walking, and enjoy the sun and the most delicious apple I’ve ever eaten.

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2 Responses to “So crisp and juicy”

  1. Raphael says:

    And everyone must breathe, until their dying breath…

  2. Audrey says:

    Greg! You make me happy!

    I miss you!

    I hope all is well. Be prepared for a long e-mail coming your way.

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