No one ever went to their deathbed saying, 'You know, I wish I'd eaten more rice cakes.

I am a slow reader, and fast eater; I wish it were the other way around.

I have not survived against all odds. I have not lived to tell. I have not witnessed the extraordinary. This is my story.

I wish I had eaten more rice cakes.

cozy+smell of pancakes-alarm clock=weekend

From the earliest age on, even as we toy with it, we instinctively know there is something mighty about the truth, that it is an immobile, looming star. We grow to crave it.

Peace means no one is worried about anyone else's cookie...in this moment we are all quietly content with the cookies we have.