Nothing makes sense anymore.
You can feel it too right? I feel heavy all the time, like one thing after another is being piled on top of me until there's so much that I can't move. I had to completely remove coffee from my diet because the caffeine pulsing through my veins was so much that I almost couldn't drive home from work the other day. I've got this seemingly everlasting pain in the back of my neck and I can't tell if it's a tension headache or just a physical manifestation of my feelings towards the current administration. Sure, it's temporarily relieved by the hoards (millions) of likeminded people gathering around the world in protest, but sometimes it's hard to feel like our voices mean anything, even when they are joined together.
Really the only thing that does make sense to me right now is my deep familiarity with baking. I might not know what the the future of my country looks like, but at least I know what happens when you cream butter and sugar together. So once again I've found myself in the kitchen, but this time I've got an interesting source of inspiration.
There's a very popular episode of Seinfeld. Where Jerry and Elaine are at a bakery and Jerry goes into a monologue about black and white cookies. It's a cute little beat, where Jerry waxes poetic about black and white cookies being a metaphor for the peaceful cohabitation of the races. His motto, which he enthusiastically spouts when given the opportunity is, "look to the cookie!".Read More