Two fucking years.

I let it go for two fucking years and it took a four hours to melt.

Four hours to melt in 90 degreee weather
with a heater stuck in there to speed up the melting.

So much ice in my freezer.

I found a bag of curry leaves buried under the ice.

I found duck my landlord had given me buried under the ice.

The ice was glacier ice. It was moving out of the freezer, down the sides,
down the valleys of the refrigerator, carving a path, pushing the
rocks and pebbles and wayward bits of spinach ahead of it.

Two years of ice is a lot of ice even in the desert.