Bubble Gum - my little weakness, my security blanket. When I pop one in my mouth, I'm instantly reminded of summer nights, strolling on Lake Avenue with my parents, my brother and sister, eating Bubble Gum ice cream in a cup from 31 Flavors. I think to a time where I didn't know things would change, where I didn't know what "death" really was, a time where I only worried about the little things because there weren't any big things.