Daydream Believer

cxvi. feeling lost and working at the ice cream shop

cxvi. feeling lost and working at the ice cream shop

 

I was seriously considering quitting this job. I would be graduating next year anyways. It wasn’t like I could work here forever, and I really hated this job for a multitude of reasons.

 

I always signed up for the same shifts as Aaron. He was one of the very few reasons why I was still here. Today, his music was playing and he was also working alongside me. I was surprised by some of the stuff that was in there. It was all good, but not really the stuff I thought that Aaron would listen to.

 

Let it go,

Let it roll right off your shoulder

Don't you know

The hardest part is over

Let it in,

Let your clarity define you

In the end

We will only just remember how it feels

 

Our lives are made

In these small hours

These little wonders,

These twists & turns of fate

Time falls away,

But these small hours,

These small hours still remain

 

Definitely a good song, but not Aaron’s style. I was still scooping ice cream and replaying the events of the day before in my head. Were Aaron and I boyfriend and girlfriend now? I liked Aaron, but not in the way he thought I did. This wasn’t what I was looking for. I just wanted to be friends.

 

I shouldn’t worry so much. Aaron was my best friend, and he always would be, no matter what happened between us. I glanced over at Aaron, who was helping a customer. Even if he wasn’t good at scooping ice cream, he could talk to the customers better than I could. I could handle everything else. It wasn’t a particularly difficult job.

 

I would stay with this job, just for the summer. Then I was going to quit. Aaron could help me survive until the end of the summer.

 

I honestly couldn’t wait for school to be out though. I could relax and be alone, which was all I wanted to do at this point. School was overwhelming me, and I still wasn’t quite sure what I wanted to do with my life. I had applied to a few colleges, but I had no idea what I was going to major in.

 

I had some time to think about that though. Life had just gotten so confusing lately. Things used to be so much simpler.

I looked at the clock. I still had another hour left in my shift: another hour of torture. I went back to work and watched the clock tick by.