I bake. When the answers slip my hand. When I can't understand. When I can't sit around. When I am joyful or profound. When I am renound. I bake. I bake. I bake.
I cook. When the world seems too scray. When I can't sleep soundly. When I can't speak loudly. When I am sad or lonely. When I am hungry. I cook. I cook. I cook.
And when I don't know what I want there is always the recipe book.