I need two beautiful large bowls for the kitchen table for all the snacks I'm keeping around for my parents and daughter. 🥣🍪🥨🍩🍿😋

They'll be more likely to snack I think if they can just grab something. 🫳

Not a new concept. 🥲

I don't see many large bowls in thrift or antique stores. 🛍️

And I felt so ashamed for that.

I was so immersed into English and English literature that I forsook my own mothertongue and I am now realizing that I am starting to pay the price for that.

I also realized that much of the reason why I *dread* the idea of writing again and why I get filled with anxiety is directly connected to the fact that English is not my mothertongue, and each time I have to write, I have to think much harder about how I want to convey a sentence, and sometimes, because my English vocabulary doesn't match the extensivity of my Italian one, I have to research much more than what I would do in Italian.

I don't know how to ecplain, but I literally get brainfogged when I try and write in English.

It's disheartening.

But today, between one headache and the other, I decided that I want to get back into writing, I want to try that again.

And try I did, with a small tiny minuscule scene between Shay and Dora for their Westeros!AU, and it just felt *so good*.

But I want to write in Italian.

I might still post it here, but unfortunately, you might need to translate to read it.

Nevertheless, I want to go back to the same type of elevated writing that I used to do when I was in High School.

Because I do not wish to lose my mothertongue.