soil!

repotting soil and pilates!

a warm day, on which i woke up late (6 am instead of 3 am) and got out of work also late. i was living my life along other humans for once and not rushing through the mid night to make bread and sweets happen.

all together, my arm smells like raw egg, butter and sugar and a layer of manure after carrying a bag of cactus soil mix.

what is better?
to be honest about where you are? or confident about what you can do? it's so much of the same thing! but there is a split in how you present yourself. today i preferred the former- to keep calm and carry on.