In the days of fast everything, when stores are only a few blocks away and everyone buys huge quantities of 'bulk' food...it sure is nice to hear the ice cream truck come around.
Of course, in August, when i've heard that song for the umteenth time, i may change my tune, so to speak, but for now, it reminds me of days gone by when life was a bit less harried and the biggest commotion of the day was not the rush to work and traffic jams, but riding my bike at breakneck speeds down the mountain and the wonderful sounds of the ice cream truck.
i think if he comes around tonight, i'll indulge in a bit of a treat.
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