Her Day Off.

A hundred crackers. More perhaps. Not enough fat, not enough flavour. It would be easy it seems to simply follow a recipe. Two times does not make you an expert. The impending doom descends on the kitchen. Two weeks worth of eating dry, consequently flavourless crackers with various toppings spread on top in attempt to mask the bland. The dishes are stacked again, higher than before, and laundry is hung out here, there, everywhere. Grocery list lies waiting on the counter but she can’t face propelling herself out of the apartment. More tired than when the weekend began the noise of the food processor blitzes exhaustion into smooth and malleable pumpkin seed butter.

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