Nov 5 · 1 min read
Having learned to serve everybody cake makes it hard to recognize cake being served or even offered to me.
It sucks never being served. And I do not want to buy any. Never that.
So I dropped out. Stopped serving.
Learned to survive while starving.
But that does lead to death.
All I had left to serve were crumbs …
Baking cakes again …
Being a happy person giving love
Again …
Its hard …
At first …
The cakes I am baking now … I’ll eat some myself 😌
But give me one crumb … and I’ll turn it into a cake for you
Love is a multiplier, but you have to be part of it for it to work
Find the lovegivers
Go multiply
