Tech. Engineering. Dad jokes. Bits of scribbles. Random musings. A lot of woohoo. Some cats.
Smacula
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Isn’t it weird to think that we may all be quietly best in the world at something without realising it at all. Like yawning. Or sharpening a pencil. Or waking up in the morning. Or doing an accent or enunciation. Or jumping. Or walking. Or sitting. Or going into a burrito in bed.
Doesn’t look like much but made some bhindi (okra/lady fingers) cooked in tomato sauce.
Just a cathartic activity to help regulate myself.
