No aversion whatsoever, just a weird circumstance in my wine life:
I could resolve the issue right now by going online and ordering one (or six). Yet, for some reason, I don’t. I think in a masochistic and convoluted way, I’m semi-consciously preventing myself to do-so. I always thought I was a simple-minded fool but it turns out I might be either defective or of less simple mind than I thought.
