It’s a bit too hot lately for my usual baking therapy so I made popsicles for the first time and I don’t know why it has taken 31 years of life to get here, they are so easy and delicious. Anyone else use baking/cooking/food creating as a mental and emotional break from the tornado of reality swirling around you like you’re Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz? Did that just get too real? Is this just me? Am I asking too many questions? Am I overthinking? I need to go bake some cookies. It’s too hot. Let’s just look at this beautiful Swan Lake inspired photo and breathe instead.
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