If I didn't have my kitchen, I'd be lost. Baking is my solace, my safety net. It comforts me when I'm sad, helps me celebrate when things are good, lets me be generous to my friends despite facing monetary problems and, I think, is the reason I still have my family. Because being in the kitchen is the only good thing about me. It comes from the heart. Today, I'm making burgers buns for a friend. Tonight, spelt bread and tomorrow, plum crumble.
I spend half my days knowing with all of my heart that I truly and deeply love my boyfriend and the other half panicking that I don't even know what love is and this is all one big mistake.
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