(Like an Omelette) Breakfast & Letting People In

How’s it going y’all? I’ve been taken some rather long absences from my blog for a bit. Just had a LOT going on, to be completely honest I haven’t felt comfortable sharing any of the maelstrom in my head with y’all.

Yet, here I am… I’ve been doing some soul searching recently and even this morning. As I was cooking breakfast. I had the thought that it’s ironic I can cook things like this…

That’s an omelette with cheese, chicken, lil green onions, bell peppers and cilantro. Zested with lime juice. It’s ironic that I’m a decent cook when the whole reason I started cooking for myself to lose weight.

I came back home weighing 145 pounds if that. After now being almost 160 I’m obsessing over not eating because I don’t want to be fat. Insecurities stick around and they rarely go away without a fight. Even then it’s a struggle.

So today to fight back against my insecurities I decided to not skip breakfast for probably the first time in over a week. Additionally I realized something…

Like an omelette, frequently you have to stuff your life full of the good things. Plus, tequila sunrise shots never hurt. Sometimes you need a lil something more to get your mind off the hamster wheel in your head.

I hope y’all are doing well amidst wearing masks, coin shortages and all the other stuff going on in the world right now.

Rapha Yada my friends, peace be with you.

Richard

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