Mandarin Mini Muffins
It’s 8:30pm and I feel like I could fall asleep right here in my living room with Beyonce playing and my pink, not-christmas, tree lit up. My apartment smells like maple syrup from some granola I made for work-time snacking. You see, I’m tired. I think it has to do a little bit with getting used to a new job, a little bit to do with the fact that I woke up early today for…