Ingredients:
1 quiet morning
2 cups of fresh air
A handful of laughter (preferably shared)
1 song you forgot you loved
A pinch of sunlight
A small victory, finely chopped
Optional: one friend who understands your nonsense
Instructions:
Start by opening the windows.
Let the air wander through the room
like it owns the place
Add music slowly.
Stir in movement, a walk, a stretch,
something that reminds your body
it exists for more than one sitting still.
Fold in laughter carefully.
Too much seriousness will ruin the texture.
Sprinkle sunlight over everything.
Even a little will do.
Serve warm
with the quiet realisation
that good days rarely announce themselves.
Mar 10
Mar 10, 2026 at 9:17 AM UTC
Ingredients:
1 quiet morning
2 cups of fresh air
A handful of laughter (preferably shared)
1 song you forgot you loved
A pinch of sunlight
A small victory, finely chopped
Optional: one friend who understands your nonsense
Instructions:
Start by opening the windows.
Let the air wander through the room
like it owns the place
Add music slowly.
Stir in movement, a walk, a stretch,
something that reminds your body
it exists for more than one sitting still.
Fold in laughter carefully.
Too much seriousness will ruin the texture.
Sprinkle sunlight over everything.
Even a little will do.
Serve warm
with the quiet realisation
that good days rarely announce themselves.
as a baker i enjoyed writing this too much !!
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