cooking.

cooking is my respite.

it’s my destress.

it’s my relax.

it’s my creative outlet.

it’s my “you don’t need a list of what to do’s (or not to do’s).”

it’s my place of quiet where i can think and do without explanation to anyone else.

it’s my getaway when i can’t actually leave.

so grateful for the ability to cook and create.

 

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