I thrive in a space where I can drop boundaries. A place where I can let go. Cooking, eating, sharing… it’s simple, no matter how intricate the attempted product. It feels so easy. Just like my queerness.
If there is one thing I’ve learned in my 26 years it’s this: it is way too easy to plan your life around lessening the size of your body. Way too easy to make shrinkage part of the Terms & Agreements for adventure and excitement and living.
In the kitchen, taking out the trash, at the train station, in line at CVS, wherever music is playing. May I suggest that dancing unprompted is one of the quickest ways to bring you joy. It is also, wonderfully, the quickest way to make the folks around you smile.
I’m grappling with big happenings and giant feelings…. and I’m struggling to express them. It’s all a cluster of tangled yarn in my brain. And it makes, well, everything a bit of a struggle. So here I am, in search of little happy things.
Welcome to the Nest – an unemployed food lover on a mission to find big joy in small bites! Read more about the Nest, my thoughts on food, and this community we’re building.