Moody Foods

I have washed my hands vigorously and numerously and the smell permeates. If you have ever cracked a rotten egg you know the feeling. I will do anything at this moment to no longer smell it. It has taken root in my nostrils and I will never be able to smell anything else. It just so happened that this occurred the morning I decided to start my career as a *food inspired blogger* because I, like so many of us, am broke and I also love food. So, as someone who has now learned the hard way what I wish they taught me in school, do not crack a hollow feeling egg. It will completely destroy your day and you will most likely never fully trust an egg again.

I am visiting my dear friend and her new baby in Santa Fe, New Mexico and now instead of helping her pack her home to move I am sitting in a coffee shop smelling phantom rotten eggs. I just bought a $50 sweatshirt because I could have sworn my shirt smelled like it but now I think it is my hair? I might have to take a break and go buy a pack of cigarettes and I hate cigarettes but anything would be better.

I am mourning my morning eggs. Learn from my mistakes. Don’t crack a hollow feeling egg.

Who Am I?

To be honest, still figuring it out in the metaphysical sense of that question but as a brief overview these are the facts as they stand. I am 25 years old, just on the edge of the generational switch so I really don’t understand true Gen Z’s and Millennials are too stuck up and stubborn to let me pretend to be one of them. I have a degree in Political Science and quickly realized how completely useless that was because I don’t have the money to get a law degree and also I don’t want to be a lawyer. Instead, I wait tables because I am good at it and it pays more then most “big kid” jobs I could get. I meet a lot of very interesting humans through my job and get to eat food and drink wine I could never afford and I only have to work part time, so really I can’t complain. I love to garden and play in the mud. I am a book worm. I am in love with the kind of man you probably don’t think exists because he is so rare and I am trying to walk the line of loving him endlessly and not letting on how completely I adore him. Fucking dammit the eggs. They are everywhere.

I am learning every day how to be the kindest and most honest version of myself, as I hope we all are doing. I believe capitalism is our most abounding evil and that we can work together to build a world in which we care for one another in the most basic of ways and it will not be easy nor will it be comfortable but it will be dazzling. I am a perpetual student and I hope that together we can ask questions and learn and build connections because I believe in the power of those things and I think perhaps you do too.