accept the love that is presented to you and do not run away from it, each opportunity to hang is a bid for connection, take them in stride and with open arms
the present is not a coincident. you have yourself to thank for where you are. enjoy the now without guilt or stress or shame! enthrall yourself in all that is around you. you have sown this - there is meaning in acknowledging that.
Just when you think you can't love rice more...throw a bowl of day-old rice in a hot pan, add a little seasoning and last year's frozen thanksgiving turkey et voila! A feast for the gods. Can't go wrong with fried rice. <3
Throwback to that time my five-year-old brother (unconsciously) attempted to revive the dadaist art movement in our household. Since then, he has moved on to clay, oil painting, and makeshift toilets.
