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The Day My Sourdough Judged Me (And Why That’s Exactly What Your Mind Needs)
Let’s start with the image. You’ve got a lump of sourdough sitting there, looking like it’s just found out its mortgage has gone up, its dog’s run away, and someone’s just told it gluten is bad for you. It’s slumped. Deflated. Slightly offended by life. If dough could sigh, this one would be doing it loudly. And yet… this is exactly where the magic starts. Not when everything looks perfect. Not when the dough is smooth, tight, and Instagram-ready. But right here, in the messy
Tim Leach
20 hours ago6 min read
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