14 June 2012
I realized today that I never actually get bored. I was amazed by the fact 'cause when thought of it it had nothing, was just boring.
Then I noticed this, and said 'oh ok, that must be it' ; I might be lonely, but I'm never alone. Ever since I quitted school and came home; I've been hosting my own cooking shows in the kitchen alone. I'm having invisible guests that I'm quite fond. Sometimes they come early, stay for tea Sometimes they disappear suddenly.
Ever since I've left/lost my only two friends, my life's been so intense than it has ever been. There are times with overflowing orders, I can't even suffice.
My guests leave when I want to be actually alone, I'm able to cut the show in the middle and go home, I cancel orders randomly, sometimes just after the cake's in. There's one thing I can't control, can't foresee The mirror; speaking to me while I put my chef hat and apron on; My lips move silently 'You're not a chef, you're a bum' they tell me
A Chef's Hat and An Apron • Opuss № I