moments 4

Apr 04, 2011 17:43

- "man, i am six kind of nervous." "job?" "yep, first day tomorrow." "you want six kinds of hugs?" "one kind will do." (i'm so glad i get to keep him as a housemate)
- this new bread knife can generate 1/4" thin slices of bread if i ask it to. in comparison it seems like the old knife must have been made to actively destroy my creations - who ever told me to settle for so little where it counts?
- music therapy, invoking comfort via associations to old days in high school (therion) (reduced nearly to tears on my walk to campus)
- corner of the kitchen, looking out the back door, explicitly aware of my body's presence, the space surrounding it ("i am here because i brought myself here")
- nursing feelings of freedom in how i carry myself, things i do (spontaneously bursting into dance in the middle of the kitchen is O.K. by me)
- trying bread ttuttle got from the strip, placing what steps must have gone into making it, reflecting on my own skill

dulce de leche

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