My soul exhales words; my fingertips are lung cells.

I almost didn’t write this post, because I was gonna go look at the recipes for the cakes I wanna bake next week and find out what to get from the store tomorrow.

Initially I was gonna write this post a few days ago, but my inspiration wasn’t as much in writing as it was in making the summer rolls, chili-oil infused prawn pasta, and flourless lemon cake.

Part of me fought with myself over that and made it wrong. But the more I told myself I gotta write, the less I wanted to write. I just want to go make something delicious and beautiful instead!

The last 6 weeks I have been truly, truly immersing in one of my greatest creative immersions ever.