In honor of my 200th post, I’m going to post some of my dreams and aspirations. Sorry darling BF, but you ruined a moment, so I’m sharing stuff with the world that might be a shock to you.
Don’t. Ruin. Sweet. Moments.
I would love to own an urban farm. A backyard full of potatoes and garlic and lettuce. A beautiful trellis of berries waiting to be picked, but also close enough to a Dunkin Donuts so I don’t feel so alone*
I just think it would be so nice to be more connected with my food. To see it grow and nurture something delicious.
Beautiful.
*Where I’m from there are at least 2 Dunkin Donuts on every major road. There were 3 in a 2 mile radius of my house. I love Dunkins. I moved to KCMO for 2 months and had a panic attack when I couldn’t get a strawberry coolatta.
