“That will be one Dollar, Sir!” The middle-aged man across the counter hands me an item with a bright smile. It makes me feel a bit guilty about the lack of enthusiasm I might have displayed moments ago when I made my order.

  “Thank you very much.” And so, I resolved to answer more earnestly as I took out my wallet.

  “Have a nice day, and please enjoy the scenery!” She gives me a slight wave.

  “Thank you, I will.” I assumed I sounded earnest if the unchanging smile on her face was any indication. I nodded my head in gratitude and took my leave.

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  I wandered the road adjacent to the beach, aimlessly looking for a suitable resting place. The ocean view was a nice change of scenery, even if the heat was unbearable. I sat on the nearest bench and rested my legs from the long trip.

  Was it worth it? All for this? Those are my thoughts as I numbly stare at the wrapped good.

  Not wanting it to melt, I quickly unwrapped the contents. What popped out was a simple orange popsicle.

  It was tasty and just what I needed during this weather. I may not like sweet stuff, but I did enjoy myself.

  However, …

  …this did not make up for the three hours it took to get here.