2015, what a ride already!! We are well established in March how did we get here?  This is the first evening in a long time I get to sit and process.  I could bore you with all the details, but who really wants to know about boring details.

Friends why are we so awkward in front of those we want to impress?  Maybe I just want to impress, lame, I’m lame I get it.  Being relatively new to an area and social group makes me do weird things…  in an effort to be well liked, to be known, to catch the eye of someone.  Oh the later, smh..le sigh.

When are you the best version of yourself?  Who are you the best version with? Who are you?! If who you are or how you are changes in light of who you are around, how are you sure you know? Do you just pick your favorite you or take an average?  Is reflecting differently around others truly authentic? Should our desire to be authentic always?

New situations, new people are not my forte, more like my piano.  – Nerd!  Nervousness takes over.  Ironically, often I over share in hopes that we will be comfortable with one another faster, but it comes off as self-involved and pretentious. booooo

To be known, authentically by others, I think this is the closest, realest definition of community I can come up with.  Who is your community?

This sounds like a Xanga post.  I loved Xanga, EMO EMO EMO… I should just have Dashboard Confessionals embedded in the background with blinking hearts on my wallpaper.  haha

Anyway lets move on to the food.  Garbage bowls maybe the most common thing I eat at home.  Buddha bowls are super healthy (adheres to Buddhist traditions) and skews Asian but garbage bowls are those random dinners that are consumed more out of need than want.

Tonight’s is left over Jigae that I put over leftover otomoyaki. When they were fresh, both dishes were brilliant! The stew was velvety with in your face miso flavor and spice from the jalapenos.  The otonomoyaki was great! Roasty flavor from the nagaimo layered with peppers, carrots, and cabbage with a thin layer of egg.  Pillowy and delicious.  Now, it’s all mush in a bowl.  Mush mush mush, tasty mush.  Would I serve this to you if you came over, no, but its Monday dinner.