Listen…Hear That?! I Did.

Master of my own sea, isn’t that a great thing!  I think so.

Just like the glass on my windows – art is not at work here.  It simply doesn’t deliver the results worth seeing.  Writing is the best way I am able to share the deep complexities, simple understandings, wisdom, knowledge, and memories worth believing in.

Yummy, Lemon Criss-Cross cookies served with a proper pot of orange Ceylon (Ceylon is my favorite, story to follow) tea, making sure you warm the pot before adding the hot water.  The tea must be made strong enough to stand up to the sugar – I prefer it raw, less chemicals – and evaporated milk.  It drinks like liquid caramel.  Plus, my chewy gingersnap cookies served with strong coffee either brewed, latte, or a cappuccino.  Same as with tea, coffee must be strong enough for the cream and sugar.

I am desperate for real food, flavor, and variety!

I am tired of having the same thing over and over and over again.  I want to create my own menu saving the leftovers, so I can save my money for other things – like, new clothes among other things.

Splat!  I just face-planted asleep on the floor for I am that tired.