Fears paralyse me. And not knowing what to say in reaction to such chaos, I remained silent.

Right now, it feels like the world has been hit by a wave. Forcing us to reconsider our insecurities.

And in this kind of world, I am – everyday – happy to have crocs on my feet, a sleek grey apron around my waist and a blue oven cloth – or as I like to call it, torchon – in my hands. Routine is what keeps us grounded when we need it the most.

An alarm snoozed a couple of time.
A breakfast made of coffee.
A bus trip, because no matter how sunny it is today, it’s still way too cold for bike rides.
A day of mise-en-place and service.
A night of mise-en-place and service.
A field trip to my bed.

And yet, there are still some moments spent thinking about my friends. And Keiko, Tamami and Chika. I wish for the best. The best in the worst, if that can make sense.

2 thoughts on “Waves

  • cathy March 20, 2011 at 10:43 pm

    indeed. sometimes, the only way to handle things beyond our on control is to focus on daily life – the small things – the important things.

  • Aïda March 25, 2011 at 9:44 pm

    “Aïda appuies sur snooze”, maintenant, je sais ce que ce mot veut dire, pour l’avoir vécu en direct hahaha.
    Ma patissiere préférée, c’est aussi avec un torchon en mains que je t’aime, ca te vas si bien <3

Comments are closed.