Micro-dose sized musings on life, love, and cooking.
Its hard to remember to be something to yourself when you're trying to be all things to all people
Both sides of me are evenly odd
You don’t lift yourself up by putting other people down
Just because you don’t play the lead role, doesn’t mean you can’t steal the show
My specialty is lifting dead things up one last time before they decompose forever
My emotions are as tangled as too many aprons in the dryer
Life ain’t what it was and it will never be what it is again
All you need to have is a bad attitude, and there is nothing you can accomplish
Nobody understands how much work it takes to make it seem like I don’t care
Don’t interrupt me when I’m busy telling you what you didn’t know you needed to hear.
All this mindfulness is making me insane