here are some lyrics of a timeless song from a timeless artist. it speaks about the troubles of love, and how we're all searching for something but sometimes it's just out of reach.
We are young!
Heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield
We are strong!
No one can tell us we're wrong
Searching our hearts for so long
Both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield
sometimes when you are looking for love and you can't find any, and you're tired and worn out and sad and alone, there is a special type of food that can help. known as comfort food. just like there are many different kinds of love, there are many different types of comfort food, of varying degrees of healthiness. the best ones can involve things like beans, in stews or soups, roast vegetables, pasta, and mushrooms. like a good love, you can eat these a lot (but maybe moderate the pasta). but there are other kinds that are made up mainly of carbohydrates with solt and fat added. this morning was a morning for a comfort food and i must confess i made one of the bad ones. sometimes, like love, a bad comfort food is all you can make. the poet lou reed once said that no kinds of love are better than others. but i don't think this really applies to food. definitely some kinds of food are not good if you eat too much of them. but when you only have these things available sometimes, like with love, you just have to make do.
comfort food.
another view.
some candid shots of me with the food
i'm sorry. that's all i can do on a day like today.
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