Two friends, 365 days.
instead of accepting a friend’s invite to go out this day, i stayed home to nurse a cold, clean my apartment, and make dough for kabocha cinnamon rolls. we lost that friend 2 nights later. looking at this dough is hard.
something about this makes my heart ache.
can’t believe it took ny so long to find this willing/able juror
cooking independence
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