I woke up this morning feeling rather optimistic.
I thought that I was going to get a lot of work done today – tackle the pile of assignments that has been waiting for me. Make a dent. Feel productive.
But that didn’t happen. Tomorrow is looking pretty good for yet another feeble attempt.
I was productive in one sense: I baked. Chocolate chip cookies to be exact.
I think I was trying to convince myself that I could bypass my final year of high school and still be successful solely because of my ability to make a decent batch of cookies.
If only the world worked that way. Damn.
I don’t know what it is about the classic chocolate chip cookie that leaves me spellbound everytime I take a bite of one. Maybe it’s because they’re so simple. Maybe it’s because they’re so unpretentious. And maybe it’s because they’re just so delicious.











