Think of the Coca-Cola truck like that one perfect parking spot at the grocery store. You circle the lot for ten minutes, getting annoyed. Then, just as you’re about to give up, a car pulls out right in front of the entrance. You feel like you’ve won the Olympics.
That’s what it feels like to see the red lights of that truck in the distance. It’s a small victory. A tiny, fizzy miracle. So go ahead. Look for it. You’ve got nothing to lose and a whole lot of Christmas goosebumps to gain.
And if you find it? Send a postcard. Or, you know, a tweet. Because somewhere out there, another person is just starting their hunt, and they need a little hope. Merry chasing.
