Savoring my comfort dessert

Back in 2022, ice cream was my essential countermeasure whenever life got overwhelming. It wasn’t just a treat; it was a ritual of grounding. Every morning, before I stepped into the office, I made sure to buy one. This wasn't because I hated my job, but because I needed that small, sweet moment of preparation, a mental suit of armor before transforming into my "corporate self."

I'd completely forgotten about this distinct habit until years later, when my best friend brought it up. Her effortless recall of that seemingly minor routine made me laugh, highlighting how easily I tend to overlook the happy, simple constants of my life while getting lost in the nonsensical noise.

In recent entries, I’ve mentioned dealing with back-to-back failures and rejections. But just like back then, I'm reminded that sometimes, the best remedy for the chaos of adult life isn't a grand solution, but the simple, undeniable comfort of an ice cream.

It’s a small pause button, proving that even the biggest problems can be momentarily forgotten with a frozen spoonful of happiness.


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