Water is amazing, I could never condense or evaporate. Of all the kinds of water in the world, my personal favorite is a tie between a blue ocean in the summer, cold and collapsing in on itself, or a perfectly sharp icicle hanging off my roof. A clear ice cube in a glass of whisky isn’t so bad either (sorry, whiskey neat fans, I like mine on the rocks!). But now would be a bad time to declare my favorite — the world just gained a new kind of ice.
