Love is like an orange, and we're losing the art of picking from the orchard.
One of the problems is that most have begun to pick and choose by looking at the peel. People want the brightest, cleanest, biggest, orange-est orange they can find. Spots of dirt or discoloration are unacceptable. Some spend their whole lives looking for this Holy Grail of fruit, but other lucky pickers actually find that perfect orange. With giddiness on their face and butterflies in their stomach, they put that perfect orange up to their lips and take that first big bite--and suddenly the bitterness of the peel makes them gag. Many throw their orange down in disgust and hurry to find the next perfect orange. The first orange just "wasn't the one." That's for sure.
Some figure out that the peel isn't all there is to eat. With courage and investment they take the time to scrape away the outer shell and find the sweet, juicy fruit. However, they don't expect the bitter white pieces of flesh that still cover the orange slices. All they wanted was the sweet fruit--they didn't ask for this other stuff. After tasting this bitter meat, they back out of their commitment to their orange.
If you want a happy, healthy relationship with your orange, you have to take the time to peel away the thick, deceiving skin. Then, you have to see past the little pieces of white flesh in order to enjoy the sweet, juicy fruit.
I might edit this later, these are just my thoughts. :)
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