Several mornings ago, I attempted to eat the only avocado that’s left in the kitchen sink. I was waiting for it to go ripe. When I bought them from Marikina, I specifically asked for a few that will go ripe in two days. Not tomorrow, but in two days.
It was over two days.
And I thought since it was about to turn violet, it was already ripe. I wanted it to be ripe! I wanted to eat that avocado so badly. Haha.
So, when I cut it into half (and this was my third attempt in the past three days, by the way) I was finally successful at it. I mean, it used to be like a rock. But guess what? It wasn’t so ripe yet that I couldn’t make a straightforward avocado shake out of it. It tasted bitter and awkward and I ended up throwing it all away.
How traaaaaagic!
So I thought, “What is this demonstrating in vivid details?”
I felt some sacred message from the divine forces. Funny.
Seriously, a few days later, I’ve learned from Market-Market’s fruit lady that it’s not about the color. There’s a certain softness to it. She gave me a completely green avocado and it was ready to be an avo shake. It made me happy. I simply asked, “Can you please give me one that I can turn into shake today?” She nailed it.
This is only about avocados— up to you if you want to put an entire new meaning or take some life lessons out of it about “the right timing.” I was honestly thinking about that given the conditions I told the guy I bought the avocado from.
Imagine? There was ONE avocado that didn’t make it to my stomach!😹
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