Sometimes, when we discover someone really great, it’s like finding a well in the ground full of jelly beans.
There’s never been anything like this, ever. You’ll gather your friends ’round, just to stare at it. As you peer into the abyss of saccharine goodness longer and longer, you’ll cogitate on the actions that should follow: Do you grab a handful? Do you jump in headfirst? Should you have even discovered this? Are you supposed to just walk away? Would it be possible to claim this plot of land for yourself?
You won’t know how deep the well is at first glance. With some quick thinking and a little patience, though, you should be able to calculate its extent. It could be a few inches deep, making it less of a jelly-bean well and more of a jelly-bean puddle. Such a puddle would be irrefutably peculiar, but not rewarding enough to warrant an investment of your dreams, emotions, or time.
You won’t know what might lie beneath a superficial layer of delectability. The whole thing could be a sham! The well could be filled with rotten rutabagas, (or worse – these things) only covered by the six-inch stratum of jelly beans that’s in plain sight. With a little digging, though, you’ll be able to assess the spectacle’s solidity.
This is a no-brainer, but a nosedive into a newly-found well isn’t advised. Plunging into the unknown is never a good idea. It could be too shallow for your liking, or filled with yucky stuff at its foundation. You’ll likely reach the bottom sooner than anticipated, that is, if you aren’t stopped by a larger unforeseen obstacle on the way down.
There are those wells, though, filled to the brim with candy goodness. They might seem few and far between, but they exist, and they’re worth thorough consideration. Their wholesomeness unprecedented; their integrity uncompromised, they’re out there. They’ve yet to be explored, and sometimes, we stumble upon them when we’re not looking.
I’m afraid I’ve found such a well. As I find myself peering into this rift in the grass, I grow both more fascinated and more terrified with every peek. There’s a hole that’s been dug along the Lawn of Normal, and I’m fairly certain this one’s chocked-full of jelly beans.
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This post is such a good way of metaphorically describing the process of finding friends. I love how you relate it to jellybeans! I too have found such wells, though they are very seldom, and when one does discover such a treasure it is really glorious. And, sometimes, like you, I will think I’ve found a well only for it to be a mirage in the vast desert of non-trustable friendship. But those few wells are always worth it!!
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