I could try to avoid the cliche by saying stuff like "all that glitters is either gold or got rubbed up against glittery wrapping paper", "don't assume a penguin can fly just because it's cute and has flippers," or "not all black dogs are evil" but I think I can correctly assume that you have already translated these in your mind to the unavoidable "don't judge a book by it's cover." Perhaps in my case it's not so cliche, because it is in fact literal.
All right, so my first blind date was with a book. I picked it from a rack of books wrapped in dark brown paper with short descriptions on the front. The description for my date read, "People are messy, unpredictable things . . . you look curious . . . do you question what others don't think about? Can you appreciate the humor of being human? If so, you're in for a treat because you and I were made for each other." Sounded alright, but when I opened it, I found that the book within was one that I wouldn't have picked out had I lived a hundred lifetimes in the library.
I found it fitting that I opened it while eating a lunch that someone had recommended to me, that in all honesty sounded disgusting but was actually delicious, and all while sitting with two incredible people I never thought I'd find myself friends with.
Not that I'm wishing to be blind, but just as life has much to offer for those who keep their eyes wide open, I think it's much more exciting to just every now and then keep your eyes shut.
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