Last night at Enrichment we learned to bake bread. We made the dough and then we each took the dough home to bake in our own ovens.
I got home put my bread in the oven and then went downstairs to do some painting. I returned three hours later to find my burnt loaf on top of the oven. Yeah, that's why I don't bake...
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And it's also why you are an artist.
Ah, yes, so absent minded...
Not so much absent minded, as "gets so caught up in the expression of my soul on a canvas that I lose track of time." It's awesome. And part of your very unique charm.
If you're really nice to Sister Stewart, I bet she'll just make bread for you. :) Then you won't have to bake, and you'll still get bread!
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