cooking and people
A different subject to be sure. No, cannibalism is NOT the topic here although I will admit that there are times that I would like to cook some people. Family included.
Cooked 6 batches of Groundnut Stew for a party that will be at my house in 2 weeks. Tired but glad it's done. Next job is the rice... argh.
There are some thoughts going through my head with wild abandon and others that are clinging to the sides trying to take hold.
Running away is so tempting. Cut all ties and let go. Leave behind the people with their flooding expectations that want to drown me. Fools who either can't shut up and, as a result, can't listen, or who are too stupid to pay attention to. (forgive the hanging preposition, or is it?) Maybe my thoughts that this life is just not worthwhile have some credence - what's the point? No one really cares. Some will care when it is too late - "You don't know what you've got 'til it's gone."
No one has the right to make me feel bad without my permmission. I revoke that permission. Go fuck yourselves.
Cooked 6 batches of Groundnut Stew for a party that will be at my house in 2 weeks. Tired but glad it's done. Next job is the rice... argh.
There are some thoughts going through my head with wild abandon and others that are clinging to the sides trying to take hold.
Running away is so tempting. Cut all ties and let go. Leave behind the people with their flooding expectations that want to drown me. Fools who either can't shut up and, as a result, can't listen, or who are too stupid to pay attention to. (forgive the hanging preposition, or is it?) Maybe my thoughts that this life is just not worthwhile have some credence - what's the point? No one really cares. Some will care when it is too late - "You don't know what you've got 'til it's gone."
No one has the right to make me feel bad without my permmission. I revoke that permission. Go fuck yourselves.