A home-made version of your favorite

I gained some profound realizations of the mid-20’s confusion (another take on the middle age crisis). I’d like to bite my tongue and curse myself for telling this certain person that things will be ‘okay’.Ohmygosh ‘okay’ might be an overused and abused term since I’ve been using the template “don’t worry, things are gonna be okay” line whenever someone needed glimmers of hope. Since I started working, things are pretty much a blur. Maybe because reality doesn’t necessarily align itself with MY expectations. There was always this big gap and I’ve been finding ways to fill it in.

Post grad life was never easy, or is not easy at all. When I was in highschool, I had specific dreams of going to college, living on my own and stacking my ref with yogurt (yes, yogurt and fruits). All these obviously presented itself into reality (well maybe except for the yogurt part) and I never really considered college serious, my mother simply calls is “breezing though college.”

Then college chapter of my life is closed and work happens… and one can’t help but test the waters before completely diving into the unknown. I guess I find myself floating in the middle of nowhere, struggling to keep my head above the waters while helplessly searching for the shore. 

I bake to my heart’s content during days where I’m lucky enough to scavenge the house for the right ingredients. Baking simply reminds me of the dream I should work hard for because I lose all these dreams amidst the strong waves (what’s with me and metaphors?)

Had a great idea of making home-made Reese’s Peanut Butter cups because Rej bought some for herself (the real one though). You really have to be patient in making these babies. Obviously, hard work reaps great rewards. Click here for the recipe.

I am so uninspired lately.