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  • i've stated making homemade beer and i love it.
    it's become this relaxing skill that i enjoy most when i'm by myself.
    it's like a little meditation course where i learn something new and win 48 beers at the end of class.

    yesterday, i bottled my second batch...which proved to be not so zen.

    this is the one step in the whole process that requires you to have another person there to help you.
    as i struggled, refusing to believe that my chin was no where near as helpful as anther person, i got pissed.
    i got pissed that i couldn't do it on my own. that i was forced to have someone else there.

    in the end i made it work (go chin!).
    yes, there was some spillage, and it took a little longer to finish, but i made it work.

    it made me happy to know that i could do this on my own. that i didn't need another person.

    but it also made me think that needing help, and asking for it, could eliminate some unnecessary struggles in beer making.
    ...and in life too i guess.
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