Ice Cream Crash

Discouragement.

None are exempt.

Choosing to change.

Hard.

Ultimate Happiness.

It’s yours.

Reflective mood.

Lately… trying to change.

My age and experience= stand still.

Stand still = discouragement.

I am tasting flavors but not ready to choose.

I love ice cream but there are too many flavors…

Why do I have to pick?

I don’t.

Not now anyway.

People think I may change my mind about "now".

I might.

It won’t change the way they think it will.

Time and patience is the key.

Right now, I want to give up ice cream.

I don’t want to offend any flavors.

I find that after a spoonful, it melts away.

I then have to decide to take another bite.

I am only supposed to take another spoonful if I like it enough.

Enough? What’s enough?

I do like it. Sometimes a lot.
But it takes me time to decide the "enough"; it melts before I get a chance.

If only there would be a flavor that wouldn’t melt away,

Then I wouldn’t have to worry about what is enough.

But they say that is a rare type of ice cream, almost non-existent.

The rest just…

                        Melt.

                                    Melt.

                                                Melt.

There are a few “rarities” that will be constant flavors in my life.

I may not be in love with them but I can always count on them to taste great.

That flavor may not be very attached to me either but it just cares.

I appreciate the ones that don’t melt away on me.

We need more of them.

Those flavors make everything a little more peachy ;)

Moral: Be her friend.

(Also choose not to be discouraged)