日曜日のパン。
Ta-da!
Boom!
I baked bread.
It’s made using a wild yeast called Shirakami Kodama Yeast.
As always,
I’m still using that bag of flour I bought three years ago.
Trying to use it all up to the very end.
And also—
I baked this bread
as a way to sort through my thoughts.
I first learned to make bread
ironically, just before I got cancer.
Back then,
I heard a story about a writer who had also been diagnosed with cancer.
When they felt overwhelmed with fear,
they found peace in kneading bread—again and again—
and that helped them get through it.
At the time,
I wasn’t physically ill yet,
but I was dealing with mental health issues.
So I tried kneading too—
to repair my heart.
. . . ☆彡
This bread,
it was made by letting it rise slowly overnight in the fridge.
Even with my limited physical strength,
I found a way to make it—
by watching YouTube videos,
failing, learning,
and trying again.
Those small steps,
if I exaggerate a little,
have ended up saving the person I am today.
(´∀`)★
…
Next week,
I’ll be hearing back from a company I applied to.
And also—
I’ll find out if I can participate in a fortune-telling market
that I submitted work to.
On top of that,
I’m studying bookkeeping,
I have a doctor's appointment,
and… somehow,
an endoscopy is coming up too.
It’s like I’ve gotten caught up in
this spinning wheel of fate.
I stepped onto it myself, yes—
but still,
when April started,
I never imagined I'd be here,
caught up in all of this.
I just hope—
really, truly hope—
that it all moves in a good direction.
I’m tired of
unavoidable tragedies
that come out of nowhere.
That’s all I really want:
Just… no more of that.
Please.
And tomorrow—may it be a good day.
To anyone reading this,
wherever you are—
I hope you are okay too.
#AIart
These two images are what I used to write today's blog post.
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