So last night I was wandering through the abyss of life that is the 4th astral plane and I discovered something a trifle odd. Yes, I discovered a trifle floating in the darkness. My natural instinct was to eat the trifle, but then something stopped me. On further inspection I noticed the trifle contained apricots. Now, In my waking life I associate apricots with a difficult time in my life. I was 17 and I was dating a girl I really liked, but then I accidentally nearly killed her. I baked her an apricot pie without even realising she was allergic to them. She started gasping for breath after the first bite, and then she passed out. I phoned an ambulance and they managed to keep her alive, but after that she refused to ever speak to me again.

So I decided against eating the trifle. I think it represents my inability to move on from my girlfriend that I nearly killed with an apricot pie. I think by not eating the trifle I will be one step closer to moving forward with my life. As a random man I met in the street once said, "you can't shoot fish in a barrel if you don't have anything to shoot them with." However the trifle is always there, resurfacing like a huge guilty omen in the back of my mind. I don't think I'll ever be over her...