Sketches of Life

I love the smell of the durian’s flower. I wish I can say the same about the durian flesh.

Since I can’t escape from smelling them because there are durian trees around the house, I started eating them. The most I can eat is 3 pieces of the durian. If I eat more, the bathroom faucets will see my face the whole day until all the durians are discharged from my system!

Even that, too much of it will make me gag and vomit. Not the flesh but the smell.

Soon, this house will be filled with the foul smell of durian flesh. Foul to me.

Stumble it!