I’m trying to carve out time and space again for things that feel good to me. I know I don’t owe anyone anything on here. I’m probably the only one who notices when I haven’t written here for more than a month, but I want to keep writing. So, here we are again.
I still don’t know what to write here, but I just felt like I needed to again. I’m really not sure what this month will bring, but 2021 has been slow and steady for me. I hope it’s been the same to you.
A year into quarantine, I keep thinking about 2019 and all the memories I didn’t know I’d keep coming back to for good vibes.
I remember beginning this year with much hope like I always do. I had written down my plans for the year only to scrap most of them as early as March. But then, there are things I never planned for, too.
November in a nutshell: turned 38, my plates were on the front page of a newspaper, and I am almost done with my first K-drama ever.
I tried to make strawberry cheesecake but in ice cream form. Or some version of it anyway. P.S. No ice cream maker required!
Earlier this year—it already feels a lifetime ago—I made a list of habits I was trying to commit to. Good to know I’ve kept some of those habits. And while I may have dropped some (cannot ignore rice when there’s corned beef on the table, tbh), I’ve also picked up new ones.
We are living in just one massive, never-ending day, and I just want to get to the end of it.
Has it only been a month? Why does it feel much longer than that? Day 50 of ECQ today. 50!
The last thing you want to do is throw away food. So what do you do with ingredients that are about to go bad?
