reading a poem a recipe author wrote about her mother who passed and tearing up………. thank you bread recipe for the small dose of heart and tenderness 🥺💖
LET YOUR ART BE UGLY!!! LET YOUR WRITING BE BAD!!! DANCE OFFBEAT!!! SING OFF KEY!!! LIFE IS TOO SHORT TO LET YOUR FEAR OF NOT BEING GOOD ENOUGH PREVENT YOU FROM LEARNING AND ENJOYING NEW THINGS!!!
march wakes up suddenly in a cold sweat. runs a hand through his hair and catches his breath. a nightmare. he hasn’t had one in years. he sighs and scans the room looking for the last traces of february. an empty tea mug, a towel and something much deeper: a feeling that something has changed in him forever.