I was going to write a post about why I think I’m so obsessed with cooking and writing about food. It’s about self-nurturing.
I read an International Women’s Day challenge for women to go out for a meal by themselves, because – the writer said – women won’t go out alone. And I thought, even better is the challenge to cook yourself a nice meal at home. I do it all the time. Yes. I am worth it. Besides, I don’t see anyone else cooking for me and I like to eat good food, so I do.
But more than that, I think it’s about living in such a temporary situation. I’ve had 10 addresses in 2 and 1/2 years in Brighton, preceded by 48 addresses in 3 years in Spain. Yes, I pay the rent, and the bills, and am a good tenant…so why? you may well ask. Why…
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