I think I now understand why some people say that strawberry is their favorite flavour. It, in fact, has nothing to do with the taste. The real reason they say they like strawberry is because of other reasons, like the experiences they had while they tasted strawberry at some point, or some memories attached to tasting something with strawberry flavour, or the influence of someone else.
Because, let’s be candid, whether as a cake, candy, ice cream, or even the fruit itself, there is no reason why the taste of strawberry should be your favorite. It does look good, though (pinkish red is an attractive colour); the name is cute, and it smells nice too, but that’s just about it. Propitiously, I don’t eat cakes because of how ‘cute’ the name of the flavor sounds.
People are what make memories.
You can be doing the most mundane thing, and it’ll become a core memory you look back at in a few years. I take walks a lot, but there are some walks I wouldn’t forget, because I walked with someone else. What we talked about during the walk may not even be consequential to the memory of the walk, but the simple fact that I shared this walk with the person at that time.
Imagine that the first time I tasted strawberry was when I watched a movie I really enjoyed; who knows if I would be one of those who swear nothing tastes better than strawberry? (Un)Fortunately, I was alone.

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I wonder how many things I did but didn’t even fully exploit because I did them alone. When I ran alone and thought of something interesting but didn’t share it with anyone, when I waited on the queue for up to 15 minutes at a restaurant down the street for amala and abula, and the taste was underwhelming, but I suffered alone.
A wise man once said that a problem shared is a problem half-solved. What if even terrible experiences would not have been so terrible if we had done them with someone else?
What is the most memorable thing you recently did? Try to answer without thinking too deeply. You’ll figure out that it isn’t something you did alone. Even if you did it all by yourself, there’s a story that connects that event to someone else.
This is a message to myself, even more than it may be for you. To try to share experiences. But if I am learning a lesson, why not share it with the amazing people who read my Substack posts? I won’t be surprised if this post leads to some memories because I am sharing it with you (haha). Don’t experience it alone; share!
Ask someone to join you to sing, read a book together, take a walk with a person, invite them to church, share a post with them. Don’t hoard experiences.
PS: Tell me in the comments that you agree that strawberry is overrated, please.
You're an hater, with sheer sentiments and a great logic as a backup
What's strawberry
Yuck 🤮