Send cake. Save a life. Mostly mine.
At any given moment, I’m one existential crisis short of ordering a full Black Forest gateau and telling myself it’s a coping mechanism. And frankly, it works.
So if you’re wondering how to support my journey toward becoming a more well-rounded (in every sense) human, the answer is simple: cake. Chocolate, carrot, red velvet—I’m not picky. I’m open-minded and frosting-compatible.
