There is an odd moment in one's life where its better alone. Right now seems the time for it. I've been alone since the X left and now its starting to settle.
However on the rare occasion you want to call someone up and have some fun either cooking, chatting or just being oneself and you can't because they don't exist.
I just have to chose to stay comfortable in my skin and wait out that. I don't really do much of anything besides go to school and home. My friends (I can count on one hand) have lives and I don't want to torcher them with yet another funny joke I heard at school about food.
It will happen one day, I know it will, I just have to make the right choices and be open to it when it comes.
"I've got thyme on my side, yes I doooo" food humor, gotta love it.
On another note, I have been battling with dough and Kokum. Dough is tough because its my strong suit. I thought Breads class an easy A because its just making dough rise and then baking to a nice crisp. Brain went on over load because the high moisture content of it. I guess the Joy of Cooking (great book and my holy word) doesn't believe in anything higher than that of a cup of water. My battle with it has turned my world in many different directions. Starting to, after the second week, making peace with said dough and starting to feel comfortable with it.
Kokum is another beast. when I tasted it plain, it is as bitter as bitters in the liquor cabinet. After about 7-8 cups of sugar and vanilla extract, I finally got the bitter out, however it won't freeze. Too funny! Oh I guess you have to be in my brain or a food junky like a cook or have a mind for weird foods.
Going to end here. Being tired and sick is weary on me.