I was told that whenever my brain starts over thinking the business aspect of my dream to open my bakery, to tell that voice to “shut up” and then go bake something.  Sounds simple, I mean when I bake or cook things my thinking goes dormant and I just “DO.” It’s a meditative state for me.  I bet if there was a way to take my brain scan whilst whipping up and English Trifle or Souffle perhaps, that it would be just as calm and serene as a Tibetan Monks as he becomes one with the wind.  It’s probably one of the reasons I went so bonkers when my feet were wrapped up last year, because I couldn’t do the one thing that would calm me down.  Isn’t it funny how for some people the thought of baking something puts them into panic mode, but for me it’s the most pleasant thing to do?  The only other thing I can think of that will put me in a calm mood–as long as there are no other cars around–is driving.  If this whole “opening a bakery” thing doesn’t work out, I’m going to try and become a driver of the cars in commercials that no one sees.  You know, when they film on a closed mountain road, over and over and over again to get the shot right? #Mostunattainabledreamjobever.