16/08/2025
I had a scambled, pointless realization today. Don’t scroll, tl;dr (too long “don’t” read)
Ramen Prayer
I had a very random Saturday afternoon.
I sat for cake and coffee, lazily spent hours lounging, working a little, doing slight research, while beating myself up to try and focus more on the supposedly “tasks” at hand.
I was aimlessly wandering—mind skipping, skimming from thought to thought. Sometimes just staring blankly at other people going about their business.
After hours of sitting aimlessly, I got up and bought ID holders for my colleagues, wandered off to other stores, and finally dragged my feet to the nearby church.
I prayed my ass off. I prayed my directionlessness, my aimlessness.
I wandered again—this time, I found a ramen place. I was alone. Everyone there had someone with them. I didn’t mind. I came there to find physical warmth and comfort in a bowl of ramen, just as I found warmth and comfort for my soul in my prayers.
Ramen and prayer both saved me today.