After a restless night, I woke up early one morning and decided to make pavlova. Under the soft morning light, I took comfort in the productive quiet and settled into a profound sense of peace from the mundane task of beating heavy cream into whipped cream. I topped the meringue base and whipped cream with fresh raspberries, blueberries, and mint leaves. Then finished off with a light dusting of powdered sugar.
The process of creating, regardless of the medium, imbues a liberating feeling - bounded only by the limits of imagination. It rekindles that spark of creativity that is mine and mine alone, reminding me what it is to feel so alive. It’s like a balm to a weary soul.