Water freezes in its own time, and so do we. Some days you want everything to rush—the ice, the morning, the weekend—but the universe has its own rhythm. The next time you’re waiting for that tray to freeze, take a breath. The perfect cube is coming. And when it finally clicks, clear and cold, into your glass, you’ll realize the wait was part of the refreshment.
So go ahead, fill that tray. Put it in the freezer. Close the door. And let the cold do its quiet, patient work. Good things—and good ice—take a little time.
