"When we see a friend in the depth of despair because he has been left by someone whom we know to be insignificant, we must remember that there is a way of leaving and yet of not leaving; of hinting that one loves and is willing to return, yet never coming back and so preserving a relationship in a lingering decay, and that this technique can be learnt like a hold in jiu-jitsu. Someone who knows how to prolong this state and to reproduce it at will can be quite insignificant, -- so is the sand-wasp which stings a grub in the nerve-centre where it will be paralyzed, yet remain alive."
On Thursday we had a community service day, and my group of about thirty kids got to go to N'west Harvest and spend a few hours doing the onerous task of packaging chocolates. There we were, lined along a long table, opening boxes of a large variety of chocolates and putting them into plastic bags which we sealed and then put into other boxes for shipment to food centers.
The whole variety of chocolates was there, bulk chocolate, dark chocolate, milk chocolate, raspberry chocolate, mint chocolate, chocolate frangos, chocolate bars, mint cookie crunch bars, peanut butter pretzel bars, Nordstrom chocolate, and on and on and on.
We stood on chocolate as we packed. We sampled the varieties as we worked. In the end we got to take a bag of random chockies home with us, and we had packed over 3,000 pounds of chocolates.
It was a dirty job, but somebody had to do it.
(I really like super dark brick chocolate, personally, but right now I think I will have a mint chocolate meltaway, if you don't mind.)