I'm in an inexplicably sour mood right now. And it's not the good kind of sour either.
The good type of sour is found in lemonade. It brings you back to summer days in California without air-conditioning, where the only reprieve to the oppressive heat was to be found in a nice, cool glass best enjoyed in the company of friends and family.
The good kind of sour is found in bowl of Hong Kong-style borscht. It at once confuses you. You're not sure whether what you're having is more European or Asian, but you don't let it bother you for long. What's important is that it tastes good, and sometimes, that's all you really need to be concerned about.
Tonight, however, I'm exhausted and likely too delirious to enjoy any taste worth savoring. Only this bizarre mood is quite literally putting a sour taste in my mouth, so I may need to invest in a drink soon.
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