Last week a dear friend came to Hong Kong and I was pretty excited to welcome her because I am absolutely alone here. When she left, I could have gone super sad. But I went to a supermarket to buy some blueberries because I felt I 'deserved' to have them at that moment. I 'longed' to have them melt in my mouth because that would be the most gratifying feeling possible at that moment. And that made me realize what blueberries actually mean to me. I declare that they have overtaken my fetish for guavas. Yes, I love them THAT much.
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