No facts here. No stats. No links, no pics or fancy YouTube embeds. Just chocolate cake and lots of tears.
When my stomache hurts I eat chocolate cake. I am sure there are many reasons, known and unknown, why I do this. All I know, for sure, is that when my stomache is full of angst and worry, chocolate cake does the job.
Then there are the tears. Tears of joy, angst and rage. I have cried more in this last couple of months than I ever have before. I have cried for the IGTNT diaries, stories of hunger, genocide and despair. I have cried tears of joy for each diary on Kos jam packed full of beautiful campaign pictures. So much emotion. So much accomplishment.
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