Salted eggs.

Last Monday, I went to the grocery store to shop for my groceries as usual.
And one of the things that I bought was a packet of salted eggs,
and there were four of them in it.
I brought it to the counter happily, and paid for everything and drove back home.

For dinner, I was excited to cook one of the four salted eggs,
and took one,
cracked it,
and it was spoiled a little bit.
Took the second one,
cracked it,
and it was rotten,
and the smell lingered around me for quite a while.
Took the third one,
cracked it,
and it was edible, though it didn't really look like what I expected.

At that moment, my brain was smart enough to relate what had happened to the salted eggs with my love life.
My love life was like going to the grocery store and buying salted eggs,
something that I never predicted I would be doing and then, it just struck.
Meeting the first man was also like my case with the first salted egg,
Excited to meet someone who was so funny and sweet-talker,
but at the end, spoiled with his sudden-attitude.
But did I give up?
I didn't and continue with the second salted egg, which is the second guy.
And though it looks fine on the shell,
I was actually in a toxic relationship which explains the rotten salted egg.
And the smell of the rotten egg lingers,
like the pain from that relationship,
but it eventually passed away as time goes.

Did I give up?
I thought I would, but I continued to the third salted egg, the third guy.
He was average,
but someone who wasn't meant to be,
but eventually, we maintained a close friendship,
being there for each other when one is in a mess.
Just like the third salted egg,
average and edible,
but still wanting the best.

And on the following day,
I decided to crack the 4th salted egg,
and it turned out perfectly fine.
And from that, I learnt one thing.
It's all about the right timing.
Even if I found the right man,
the one who is similar as me and share the same passion and love with me,
without the right timing, things would not happen.
If I have cracked open the fine egg first, what would happen?
Will I keep cracking the others?

Life is filled with possibilities.
Love is filled with uncertainties.
And that is what makes the process interesting and memorable.
Note to self?
Don't rush into anything,
enjoy the process,
things will fall perfectly when the right timing is here,
like the 4th salted egg,
perfectly cooked.

Jenny~