It was a Saturday afternoon, and all through the house,A rumbling in my tumbly could be heard — not from a mouse.The city outside held a thousand delights,So many flavors, textures, and bites.A thousand cuisines, each one a bold muse —But choice is a burden when you just want to cruise.So I vibe-coded an app,…
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Breeze
Beeeze blows briskly. Neither here nor there. You arrive exactly where you should be.
Augment
Everything grows when a patch of soil is watered. Yet, it is not beneficial for all things to grow. How do you find what needs to be trimmed?
To Be With
It wasn’t the activity that mattered. It wasn’t the environment that mattered. It was simply, to be with.
Towards
Finding the solace. Appreciating what is. Striving towards what will be.
Elizabeth Beeli 