If I could be any food,
I think I’d be a cake,
No, wait, I’d be its batter,
That way I might
Actually learn to keep
It all together!
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Photo by Diana Akhmetianova from Pexels
The Cake Mix
Lost and Found
to lose yourself
in the pages of a book,
someone else’s strange,
immortal world,
is not that unusual,
for the real
magic happens
when you find
yourself in there.
©Aaysid
I captured the featured picture today while enjyoing homemade dalgona coffee and reading Notes from Underground by Fyodor Dostoyevesky, translated by Constance Garnett.
Life in Food
Milk.
No more.
Moved on from white.
Candies.
Neon.
Little, sweet, sticky memories.
Soft drinks.
Down.
Grew up with effervescence.
Cakes.
Brown.
Chocolate; a way out.
Cheese.
Uptown.
Money was finally around.
Coffee.
Morns.
Found solace in black.
Tea.
Mature.
Green; fix things now!
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Coffee Overload
If you do not want to hear a strange buzzing inside your ears, and do not feel like thinking faster than you can act, then it is wise to not have coffee muffin cake (with dalgona coffee icing) with coffee! I feel like staying up all night to read and watch a movie (taking a little break this weekend), but I’d be surprised if I manage to get anything done tonight! Turns out there is such a thing as too much coffee after all. 😁
I am currently halfway through Normal People by Sally Rooney, but I am not so sure if I’d finish it. The pile of unread books on my nightstand is calling out to me.
As for the movie, I want to watch Stowaway as I have heard good things about it, but I am pretty sure that I’d end up rewatching either The Shawshank Redemption or The Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.
Featured Image by cocoparisienne from Pixabay
Outrageously Erratic 