Stacks of paper flood desks, drawers, cabinets, nightstands and even chairs. Mornings once filled with frivolous sips of coffee and moments passed with little purpose until I wander off to a nine to five are replaced with hurried gulps in between busy work. Market analyses, environment analyses, mornings spent staring at numbers and words once so foreign. The sun rises higher in the sky, mugs are emptied and replaced with more coffee, and emptied again….
Baking | Russell van Kraayenburg