I remember on my 9th birthday... maybe 10th... I can't remember. But on that day I was so excited about a wrapped gift sitting on my mantle that I cheated and tore it open a day before, thus ruining my birthday celebration the next night. I ruined all hope I had for anticipation and excitement... and as I sat there crying in front of my parents I vowed to never open a present early again. I loved presents. I got so excited for action figures, movies, music... everything.
Yesterday I got a coconut. Two coconuts. And I got just as excited as I used to get with toys and things... but this time it was a coconut.
While the times have changed, my love for gifts hasn't wavered... but I now love coconuts.
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