In a weird flux of minimal studying and forced domesticity. Now with more cookies.
It’s March 11 2021. This is a post for the moments in between.
In no other time can Marvel find an audience that’s as hungry for stories of grief, love, and quarantines.
Disclaimer: This contains a lot of sugar. Like a LOT.
The struggle to search for meaning. It’s 2020. There’s art.
I think it’s incomplete.
I will respectfully drag this city to the digital age.
Just this once, I’ll write about something good.
This sushi bake is popping, creamy, and satisfying. It’s a pass for me!
Done in 10 minutes, with almost no hassle and only minimal risk of getting COVID-19.