You know how a drug addict who kicked the habit comes into a room, sees a full syringe, and slams it into his vein because you never truly kick the habit?
I’m that addict. I came into my sister’s room and saw a substance my body can no longer tolerate: unshelled sunflower seeds. But an addict is always an addict. I inhaled a bunch and now await the consequences in fear.
Strangely, the only side effect of my gallbladder surgery is that I can’t tolerate anything coming from sunflowers. Seeds, oil – it all makes me feel as if the gallbladder were still in place and hurting like a bastard.