joy of the day came in a stupid moment when i thought i was late for class and was a whole bundle of nerves. turns out, i was an hour early and got to galavant about the cafe trying out new coffees. i love being pleasantly surprise.

when people ask me what do i want to do int he future...it is really hard to answer because while it thrills me to engages in complicated matters, there is nothing i love more than working with my hands... creating something in a semi dreamy state while being complicit in the creation of beauty. all at the same time, i do not think i could ever live a happy life independent from any efforts to contribute towards something bigger than i am, knowing that i could but consciously chose against it for comfort...ohwells, it all remains to be seen

joy of the day came in a stupid moment when i thought i was late for class and was a whole bundle of nerves. turns out, i was an hour early and got to galavant about the cafe trying out new coffees. i love being pleasantly surprise.

when people ask me what do i want to do int he future...it is really hard to answer because while it thrills me to engages in complicated matters, there is nothing i love more than working with my hands... creating something in a semi dreamy state while being complicit in the creation of beauty. all at the same time, i do not think i could ever live a happy life independent from any efforts to contribute towards something bigger than i am, knowing that i could but consciously chose against it for comfort...ohwells, it all remains to be seen