wake and bake

I tipped my cap

And bade adieu to my life of latter

My life of wonder

My life of unknown

My life of gamble

My foreign life

Only to touch down and don a new cap

With matching apron

And so I donned my apron

Now layered, caked and doused with ingredient

My life of kneading, mixing, and cutting

My life of timers, buzzers, and burning

My life of flour, eggs, and sugar

My life of recipe

Only to squeeze myself into the apron

And comfortable shoes

And so I tossed on my shoes

And walk the streets and forest in search of light

My life of weight

My life of bricks and mortar

My life of direction

My life of forced passion

Only to picture myself as a machine

With eroding metal

So I polished my metal

And set out for adventure in my new world with new mindset

My new life of wonder

My new life of unknown

My new life of gamble

My new foreign life