I hope everything is going okay with what you're up to. Seeing you growing closer to a Master's degree is phenomenal, in writing at that. Maybe you can be my own enhanced version of Grammarly one of these days. It's been okay here since you left for your dream career, like I finally left retail and got a real job. You know, one that pays enough to live off.
I remember making the first meal to myself when at the age of seven. My brother would get tired of me asking him to make me something to eat, mainly because my mom always worked second shift, and my sister wouldn't do it herself. Not saying that she had to, but he was on a lot of other things that said he couldn't do this with me.
It has more mainstream appeal. Just as Rick and Morty predicted.