Remember that feeling of being a kid at the pool in the summertime? The sun is just toasty enough to make the concrete nice and warm. Your mom hands you a popsicle. You devour the icy treat as quickly as you can, but the sun is quicker. The popsicle melts down your hands and all the way to your elbows, but you don't mind. All you have to do is jump back in the pool and the stickiness is gone, but your tongue stays that bright shade of blue that you love. Sigh Those were the days.
