Tuesday, July 28, 2015
Abundant Emapthy
Whenever I'm petting an animal, I do a good job of it. My empathy kicks in, and I imagine them having a headache or sore muscles.
Otherwise, what's the point?
Monday, July 27, 2015
Shopping List
Regular grocery store:
Baking soda (big bag)
Kitty treats (she tires of only having one kind of treat)
GARLIC (ingredient used in practically every dish I make)
Citrus
Fruit (hoping for xtra ripened bananas for bread/cake)
Tomato puree Dish washing liquid
Black trash bags
Sage
Cardamom
Epsom Salt
Rye
Trader Joe's:
Spicy Peanut vinaigrette
Goddess dressing
Vegan cream cheese
Tofurky Italian sausages
In the place where I work, I come across several pieces of forgotten papers. Notes written on front pages of books, scribbles, doodles, love letters, goals and lists of all kinds.
I enjoy finding and reading them. One can learn a lot about someone through their everyday writings.
Baking soda (big bag)
Kitty treats (she tires of only having one kind of treat)
GARLIC (ingredient used in practically every dish I make)
Citrus
Fruit (hoping for xtra ripened bananas for bread/cake)
Tomato puree Dish washing liquid
Black trash bags
Sage
Cardamom
Epsom Salt
Rye
Trader Joe's:
Spicy Peanut vinaigrette
Goddess dressing
Vegan cream cheese
Tofurky Italian sausages
In the place where I work, I come across several pieces of forgotten papers. Notes written on front pages of books, scribbles, doodles, love letters, goals and lists of all kinds.
I enjoy finding and reading them. One can learn a lot about someone through their everyday writings.
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