The Wandering Whisk

Dear Crumbheads,

 You started three things, stirred one, and forgot two. Opened five tabs. The Wandering Whisk never lands — it just spins.

Choose one bowl. Stir one circle. Nothing else.

Presence doesn’t require finishing.
One circle. One breath. I’m here now.

I once whisked so fast I caused an identity shift in the mixing bowl.

Where did you land today — even briefly?

Shared Crumb

Do something slowly this weekend.
Not to finish it. Just to feel it.