Dear you,
The one who cooks it all in their head first
Of the last twenty things, seven were food: braised fish, a skillet banh mi, a bowl of pho snapped in a hurry at noon. You keep good food the way you keep an address — so you can go back.
You keep the most in the evening, once the work is done. By day you keep in a hurry; at night you open them up and take a proper look.
The last three are words you wrote yourself, with no link at all: a café name and two short voice notes.
If I had to guess: you are saving up for something of your own — a corner of a kitchen, or a little café called Clouds on the Roof.
— Mimi, from 20 things · 24 Sep 2026








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