my gentle eye. Blueberry it was called. For the next seven days I chose blueberry and blueberry chose me.

We danced, we sang, we frolicked.

And then one day, it was gone.

I have dreamed of that day when I'll be reunited with blueberry slurpee but alas, it has not come to pass*

*I've only stepped foot in a 7-11 like five times since I was a teen, but none of those times was I blessed with blueberry.