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Mar. 23rd, 2013 05:26 pmthe berkeley farmer's market today and saw some dandelion greens
couldn't resist
sitting at home, munching on the surprisingly chewy green stems and leaves, i thought of dandelion seeds drifting on the wind
if each seed is a dream, full of hope and excitement for the future, then what is this bitter taste in my mouth? the bitterness of success? of hard work put into growing each and every seed?
perhaps the dandelions are trying to tell us that there is no easy answer, there is no yellow brick road paved for us
surprisingly, the bitter leaves left me feeling more full and satisfied than the mounds of bread we had been subsisting on the past two days, which victor brought back free from sheng ki
couldn't resist
sitting at home, munching on the surprisingly chewy green stems and leaves, i thought of dandelion seeds drifting on the wind
if each seed is a dream, full of hope and excitement for the future, then what is this bitter taste in my mouth? the bitterness of success? of hard work put into growing each and every seed?
perhaps the dandelions are trying to tell us that there is no easy answer, there is no yellow brick road paved for us
surprisingly, the bitter leaves left me feeling more full and satisfied than the mounds of bread we had been subsisting on the past two days, which victor brought back free from sheng ki
