Tag: kitchen

Monday, 15.12.2025

: something happened tonight. not a thought. not a plan. a move.

for weeks I’ve been making small . quiet ones. almost invisible. and tonight it all piled up and spilled out at once. I took things out of my . physically. deliberately. things that don’t belong there anymore. things that don’t belong in my anymore – even if I’m not ready to name all the reasons yet.

this is the result of that moment. not the end. not even the beginning. just proof that a line was crossed. and that a new is already forming. I’ll come back to this.

Koniec

Monday, 17.11.2025

i love: that moment when I touch the growing in my and my hands smell like it for the next few minutes. that fresh, sharp scent… damn, it hits something good in me. it’s such a tiny thing, just a plant on the counter, but every time I brush my fingers through its leaves, it feels like a small upgrade to the day. I keep sniffing my hands like an idiot, and I don’t care – I love this smell.