My Life: An Unintentional ’80s Comedy Montage
The other day, I was sprinting for the bus in the pouring rain, briefcase flapping open like a wounded bird, desperately trying to shove a rogue tuna sandwich back into my bag. As I slid onto the bus seat, breathless and slightly damp, it hit me: my life is one giant ’80s movie montage, and it desperately needs a soundtrack change.
Sourdough and Synthesizers: Why My Training Montage Needs a Remix
Every ’80s movie worth its salt had a training montage. You know the drill: our hero, fueled by heartbreak or an insatiable thirst for revenge, pushes their physical limits to the pulsating rhythm of synthesizers. Now, I’m no stranger to pushing limits. I once spent a week mastering the art of sourdough baking, fueled by nothing but coffee and sheer willpower.
But imagine this: instead of “Eye of the Tiger”, my sourdough saga is set to Air Supply’s “All Out of Love.” The visual of me, covered in flour, dramatically kneading dough while soft rock ballads echo in the background? It’s less “Rocky” and more “rom-com baking show gone wrong.”
