You know what? I’ve just had two slices of bread slathered with apricot jam. It was sour and sweet, accenting the rich apricot taste, and is still lingering in my taste buds as I swipe the tongue across my lips. Then it dawned upon me that life’s flavour could be a melange of sour and sweet. It’s never sweet all the time, neither sour always. But a little of either. Don’t you think so?
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