I found myself alone in line outside on a chilly October day in Montreal. I was wearing a sweater and jacket. It was perfect ice cream weather. I mean, everyday is a perfect ice cream day for me. I have an unconditional , overwhelming love for ice cream that I just can't explain in any emoji. If I was stranded in the Andes mountains with a Rugby team and I only ate the Rugby team and ice for 6 months until I got rescued, the first thing I would want when I came back to civilization would be soft serve ice cream.

I'm pretty sure i've mentioned this ice cream place called, Kem Coba, before. They have amazing soft serve. They were closing for the season on October 4th. So I went and got the last soft serve of the year. I was the only person alone in line. I was surrounded by families after brunch, moms and dads with their kids on a walk, couples on dates. I was behind this couple that seemed like they were on a first date or only met recently. They were asking each other questions. Maybe they were not even dating. Just friends, not sure.

"I don't watch TV. I just watch Netflix." the guy said to the girl.
"Isn't it same thing?" the girl asked.
"Not really, there are no ads. I mean, Youtube has some ads but I skip them". the guy replied and then awkward silence followed.

After 23 mins or the time it takes to play "Marquee Moon" by Television twice back to back, I finally got my soft serve. It was cold enough outside, I thought, that if I walked fast home, I could enjoy my last soft serve in bed while watching YouTube or Netflix...but the ice cream was too good. I finished it before I made it home. So I just watched YouTube ads and thought about how that guy is probably eating his soft serve alone. The girl probably skipped "this date in 5,4,3,2,1" like a Youtube ad shortly after.