Ice cream

I've always loved ice cream, the smooth consistency and slight headache from eating it too fast. I was addicted to the taste and the way it made me feel as I attacked a defenseless pint with my trusty spoon bent from too many impacts with frozen ice cream. I especially like ice cream with chocolate chips in it and swirls of caramel or fudge. Here is the thing, I was at the gym this morningn and came to the stunning realization as I was changing to go shower that I cannot remember the last time I had any ice cream. I had sorbet at a party a month ago but I don't think I have eating ice cream since early January or late December. I used to devour pints of ice cream in a single sitting and then hide the empty container from my parents or roommates. I even liked the combination of potato chips and ice cream which is rather strange. Over the last five months I haven't missed it which is stunning especially since ice cream used to be my comfort food of choice. Bad day, have a pint of ice cream, horrible test have some ice cream, bored have some more ice cream and so on and so forth. Now I savor bags of lo-cal popcorn and chocolate light soy milk for desert. Maybe I don't love ice cream the way I thought I did five months ago, maybe I am finally breaking my several decade long addiction to sugar.