Sometimes my mind just shuts down. It spits and sputters and suddenly I'm incapable of making even the most menial of decisions. I don't know what to make for dinner, can't think of a proper response to an email and sure as hell can't come up with anything creative. Whatever I do, I draw a blank.
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peach bacon waffles w/ earl grey syrup
I think it's been established that I'm a breakfast person. Mostly because that short, slow hour of coffee and solitarity is integral to my sanity, but probably also because it's the only time of day when you can eat something sweet and actually call it a meal. Smoothies, yogurt bowls, French toast, cake or leftover pie ... if it's sweet and delicious, I'm happy to call it breakfast.
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Several years ago, I got stopped at airport security. "Where are you traveling to?", the security lady asked me. "Florence", I told her. "Are you traveling alone?" I answered that I was. "How old are you?" I told her my age. While she was obviously trying to conceal it, I saw the lady glance at her colleague and chuckle. [...]
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She drinks tea like I drink water.
For as long as I can remember, my mother's presence and activities in the house have been marked by the location of her tea pot. She used to carry it around on a worn-down wooden serving tray that bore traces of green and orange paint and was filled with tea lights and other trinkets. In between the candy wrappers and the used matches you'd find tiny notepads, pens, paper scraps, coins, toothpicks and, if you were lucky, a small piece of chocolate [...]
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