Have you ever had that wonderful experience when someone pours salt in your coffee while you’re not looking.....
I was out dancing a few weeks ago, as I sometimes do on Friday evenings at our local dance hall, and a song played which I had never heard before, but by the end of that dance I had grown to like it quite a lot. So I bought it. I then added it it to my iPod and it became the “title song” to the playlist which accompanied me to Boston. Long story short, due to the far-less-than-wonderful bus experience I had, the A+ song fell to a solid D, and was soon removed from my playlist altogether. The song which initially reminded me of a wonderful Friday evening, now vividly brought back cold bus depot floors, angry passengers and glass pillows.
Like the saltwater coffee, I had lost taste for that cup and didn’t feel like trying it again.
Then some time passed and last Friday, a week and a day ago, I found opportunity to dance to the song again and was pleasantly surprised to find that by another agreeable experience I was able to regain a liking for the song and attribute to it a new set of good memories to dismiss the less so.
....trying a fresh cup of coffee, I found that I still liked it.
All this to say that sometimes, by no one's fault, we get salt in the cups of coffee that make up life- but this may not be the end. We may just need new, better experiences to take their place and make those bad cups forgotten.
Mmm....I smell some fresh coffee brewing right now....