WARNING! THESE FOODS BECOME TOXIC IN YOUR FRIDGE
BY: ALVA POLETTI Picture a life without the modern convenience of a refrigerator, or imagine an era where massive blocks of ice were...
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I suppose this is where I should dazzle you with my expertise, convincing you I'm the ultimate guru in whatever niche I’m dabbling in, so you'll be compelled to read my posts and follow my advice. Well, turns out, it’s much easier to do that when you actually have a clue about what you’re doing—which, quite frankly, I don’t.
I’m Alva, and that’s one of the three steadfast truths I know, and probably ever will know, in my lifetime. The other two are that I love my mum and that one day, I’ll bite the dust.
Everything else? It’s all up in the air. Things change, evolve, disappear, reappear, and then change again. That’s life, and this blog is a reflection of just that. It’s a space for anyone who feels equally lost, found, accomplished, unaccomplished, loved, unloved, or a mix of everything all at once. Basically, if you’re alive, you’re welcome here.
And on that note, I’ll stop before I cringe myself into oblivion with my own pretentiousness.
Over n' out, peeps!
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