Sleepy 🫂😴 goodnight
I believe in something like god partly because of this memory one summer where I was sitting in my horrible babysitters garden eating Shepard’s pie with my big brother. I didn’t like Shepards pie but he didn’t seem to mind. I also barely used to eat at that age.
I looked up at the sun close to tears and prayed to god to get rid of my shepards pie. When I looked down it was gone. I know in my heart that my big brother had eaten my food like he always did - though I hear god works in mysterious ways. After that I felt there must be something 🫂. Kind of embarrassed to admit I’m still looking for something concrete to believe in. I know that there’s something bigger than us, I just haven’t found it yet. I don’t really like to talk about it cos it makes me feel sad, but it’s not so hard to share on here.
But more importantly, Shepherd's pie is boring and the food of sadness 🥹 vegetarian lasagne for the win
#foodstr
