[ WP ] A guy finds the perfect avocado

I bought this one avocado a year and a half ago. I was just making guacamole, it was a pretty ordinary experience really. I had about four of them and as I was preparing them. I decided to eat a slice of one. It was a blessing at that time, because if I had never eaten a slice from that particular avocado, I never would have known what a legend of an avocado I had purchased. The flavor, the texture, everything about was unlike anything I imagined could actually exist in the world. I hastily ate another slice from the avocado, and all too quickly that one was gone. 
 I could do what my body was telling me and eat the rest of this unbelievable avocado, but I needed to save it. To eat it all at once would be a waste, and the rest of my life would be a never ending desire for that avocado. 
 So, I wrapped it and put it in my fridge. I began working on the guacamole again, but I only got halfway through before I started worrying what would happen to the new-found purpose of my life that was now wrapped up and in the fridge. I grabbed my half-finished guacamole, pulled everything out of the fridge and got in so I could watch the avocado to make sure it was alright. I was hungry after a while and I tried to eat my half eaten guacamole, but after the first bite I could n't bring myself to try again. It was truly depressing how the guacamole tasted, there was nothing enjoyable about it at all. The terrible aftertaste of inferior avocados hung around in mouth before I caved in and took another bite from the perfect avocado. 
 But time had taken it's toll, and it did n't bring about the same feelings... what a waste I had made of something so great. Crying, I ate what little magic remained of the once great avocado. Try to understand, it was still very good, but it was n't the same. I had made a poor choice. 
 I tried to keep my life the same as it always was, but after a week of holding back, I could n't do it anymore. I quit my job. Over the next few months, I spent most of my savings sampling avocados. I would buy them from the store, three at a time. I would eat them right at the register, and spit them all out because there was n't anything remotely enjoyable about them. They did n't even come close. 
 With what little money I had, I started growing my own avocados. I have to sell most of them to keep myself alive. It's hard to resist trying them all, even though the only bring disappointment. The consistent worry that I've sold another perfect avocado to someone else often keeps me awake at night. I have my phone number on all of the avocados and I tell everyone to call if they experience a truly amazing avocado. I get about one call a week, but I can tell just by listening to their voice that they have n't experienced an truly perfect avocado, only one that's better than the rest. 
 Just in case I someone does discover an avocado that is truly as great as the one I found that fateful April, every avocado I grow is gets a number. I take a picture of every avocado so I know the tree it came from, and the location on that tree. I take a picture of every avocado so if I find a truly enjoyable avocado again, I can know the date it was picked and the weather conditions that lead up to it. It feels hopeless and it's a lot of work for no reward as of yet, but I can take no chances. I have to find another perfect avocado. I have to have them consistently. Only then will I be able to experience happiness again.
