I once woke up to the salty flavor that tasted oh so good. I didn’t know what this emotion was until later that day, I was told my father had once again not come back from getting the milk. The salty flavor of disappointment once again filled my mouth. I stopped and smiled momentarily once I realized that I could taste disappointment. And it tasted good. I made way on my journey to taste it once more but something went wrong. I could never be disappointed as much as I wanted to. I began to live life to the fullest never dissatisfied with anything. I began to fall in love even. I stepped forward and she became my girlfriend. We moved in together after 2 years of commitment. I asked her to marry me and she said Yes with pure excitement. Then one day I went on a business trip and when I returned it was 2 days early. I was there to surprise my loving wife. I was so excited and when I walked into the door of the house I bought and to live with her in I once more tasted the salty taste I had once longed for. My father had returned with the milk except he was bathing in it in a kiddie pool in my living room with my wife completely nude. Who knew the salty taste of disappointment could be so bad.