I like brownies with anchovies and peanut butter.
As I look at it, my blog follows that basic pattern. God bless you if you are hanging with me through this random (is it APPARENTLY random? I don’t know) mess.
I’ve always said that when I die I don’t want to come to realize I’ve lived someone elses life. I don’t think this will be my fate. Whatever I am, it’s different and probably unique.
You can do that too. Please do. The world is thirsty for people blazing their own paths. Those people laughing at you: they are secretly jealous.