Dear My Life Runs On Food’s loyal audience, this message short and sweet: Over the next few weeks, we’re moving into a new apartment, and there are other factors in my life demanding more attention over the next several months. My heart is heavy at life’s setbacks demanding I pause this project. However, I’m frequently on social media, especially on Instagram @SanuraJamila.
It was a winter,
but the Sage survived.
The perennial favorite,
Rosemary, lost its color,
Weather reports say
more snow and cold days this week.
Lemon Balm leaves the dirt, anyway.
Life returns to green,
With no planning or advanced reservations: Pretty tulips. Delicious Vosges’ Peanut Bonbons (salty and sweet!). Morning church service. An Italian lunch in Chelsea. Seeing “The Wolfman” with Benicio Del Toro. A relaxing evening with a glass of vino.
“Our lives disconnect and reconnect, we move on, and later we may again touch one another, again bounce away. This is the felt shape of a human life, neither simply linear nor wholly disjunctive nor endlessly bifurcating, but rather this bouncey-castle sequence of bumpings-into and tumblings-apart.” Salman Rushdie, The Ground Beneath Her Feet
It’s one of those weeks, in which life demands prioritizing tasks and social freedoms. Freelance projects are increasing. Tasks to achieve the dream job of owning my own beauty company is rightfully becoming demanding. I’m socializing less and doing more work. The goal of working out at least three to four days a week and going to bed earlier demanded a new life rule: computers off at 9 p.m. Such a rule severely limits time on the computer. It means I have to be smart about my time. Pixel screens are time consuming rabbit holes. The time restriction helps reconnect into reality. With a cup of lavender tea in my hand, I’m going to enjoy curling up next to the boyfriend at night and getting a full night’s rest. Read more →