Pint.

Sometimes, happiness comes in the form of a pint of your favourite ice cream.

There’s joy in sticking a metal spoon straight into the pint to dig out scoop after scoop, feeling that cooling spoon against your tongue.

It’s that mixture of saltiness and sweetness, waltzing on your tongue, that leaves you craving for more.

Spoonful after spoonful.

Until you hit the end.

Perhaps, another day.