Unmoored
- L. Adams
- Apr 29, 2022
- 1 min read
Have a good day, loves. I’m off to the bakery. I realize I don’t share much on here anymore; maybe I should do an introduction to myself sometime. I do work at a bakery, though, and every morning when I walk through the door I inhale. It smells of dough and warmth and cinnamon and laughter. It’s my favorite thing at four in the morning.
I honestly almost wonder if this is my most favorite piece of yours. I want to print it off and hang it on every scrap of wall available. I want to hand it to strangers on the streets.