Hearing those light, delicate chimes among a gentle breeze instantly transports me to a moment of peace.  I’ve had this same set for my entire life - my aunt got it as a gift for me when I was born and they hung outside my bedroom window growing up. Right now they’re hanging outside my back door. My day always gets a little better whenever I hear them.
Life has been pretty hard to figure out lately. I've been looking for a journalist internship for months now and nothing still. I'm scared that I'll fail my last year of journalism school. I'm back at my parent's place, I'm away from my friends, far from the city and far from what I used to live for. Life is rough and making pastries helps me keep some sort of control. + they're not to bad looking 😋
