June 25, 2026
I bought some ice cream and sat down on a park bench.
I'm just sitting there, eating, and watching people. Some are running, some are kissing, some are arguing with the ice cream vendor. I'm in no hurry. The ice cream melts, drips onto my fingers, and I lick it and smile. Summer is just like that. Simple, delicious, a little sticky.
What kind of ice cream do you like? ๐ฆ
