I woke up today, feeling dazed and a bit blurred around the edges. Sleepless nights do that to me. After about two hours, I realized that I hadn't had breakfast yet. A search in the kitchen was fruitful (pun intended), because my forage gave me two peaches. As I was thinking of HOW to consume these two peaches with the least possible hassle, mess and time being wasted, I was suddenly struck that my English paper had a listening on the topic of 'Peaches'.
At that time, I had numbly concentrated all through the listening, focusing on catching every single word being said. At that time, the thought had registered in my mjind that couldn't these people come up with a better or interesting subject?
I mean, who really cares about peaches? Peel them and eat them. The end. I mean, what more do you want?
But haunted by boredom and the prospect of mindlessly flicking TV channels to kill the time, made me actually think back and reflect upon it.
Peaches are nutritionally good of course, but what really caught my fancy was the peel. Felt like velevet but at the same time, I could feel the texture under my fingertips. Fuzzy yet smooth. I guess when they say 'you have skin like peaches', or 'her skin was peaches and cream', they mean it as a quite astute compliment.
Next time, I hear or read that somewhere, I'm definately going to envy the girl. And if its a guy being talked about, I will just assume he's gay and uses lots of mosturizers.
