It is time I write

“The sun shows up every morning, no matter how bad you’ve been the night before. It shines without judgment. It never withholds. It warms the sinners, the saints, the druggies, the cheerleaders—the saved and the heathens alike. You can hide from the sun, but it won’t take you personally. It’ll never, ever punish you for hiding. You can stay in the dark for years or decades, and when you finally step outside, it’ll be there.” ~Glennon Doyle

Food for Thought: How a flowery pancake reminds me of Myanmar

The pancakes were a moment of pause for me, to make something simple from scratch, expanding my taste buds with new flavors added in, and then wonderfully shared with my roommate and friend, Tess. It was when I sat down to write what made such a pancake possible that I connected the pieces of perspective.

Back to Words

I don’t know if my life is supposed to lead anywhere or I just keep going around the same damn circle, relearning the same damn lessons. It doesn’t really matter. Just figured it might be interesting to write about it along the way.

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