11.05.23

there's an ice cream place i pass every day on my way home from work and i've gotten ice cream there the last four days in a row. it's six dollars for one small cup. and it's so unbelievably unhealthy and i know it's making me gain weight and be ugly on the inside and out. but it's fucking delicious. and i always feel like it will make me happy. today i found a quiet spot outside on the steps of the church down the street from my place and i sat outside and ate my ice cream there. it was uncomfortable because the steps are shallow and concrete. but it was warm, and it was nice to sit outside. i really wanted it to feel nice, anyways.

the truth is i didn't really feel anything at all, except my stomach filling up with ice cream. mango sorbet.