There are always instances that I ponder seemingly meaningless yet life changing questions; I sit as the gears in my mind whir around and around my head to come up with answers that are never as complicated as you thought they would be, yet they are far more satisfying. I wondered for hours what flavor of ice cream I would be, almost giving up completely, until I came up with my answer of fudge brownie. On first thought, this was much too decadent, almost too overwhelming, because I lean towards minimalism, but, then again, I turn into a monster of enthusiasm when excited or when I have had too little sleep. The base is chocolate of course, a classic flavor composed of layers. I too am composed of layers, things such as respect, acceptance,
