@re-joyce 28 August 2025 more from that month

There is a rhythm to this line that keeps it alive. First the mundane, then the miraculous. In Hairspray (where this line’s from), Tracy Turnblad claims her space in the world not by denying the ordinary, but by walking straight through it. Breakfast is not in competition with change, it’s the reminder that we belong to both. Our hunger and our hope are inseparable. We eat, we dream, we try again. The lyric is playful, but it also carries a kind of blueprint: tend to what grounds you, and then reach toward what feels impossible. That’s how ordinary mornings turn into extraordinary days.