Ballet aesthetic π€ I have goosebumps, very touching π©·β¨
My inspiration for Chapter 27 of the story "Trying to remember" π©·
Coffee Art π€β One November morning... π©·
Coffee girl...βΊοΈ
Strong coffee is my salvation.
I meet my neighbour at the door, she notices my eyes and immediately asks, "What's wrong?"
"My son is sick again, high fever..."
"Where are you going...?"
"..."
A light touch on my shoulder, "Do you want to sit in the cafΓ© next door?"
I smile, I say no, I've only got 15 minutes.
I wait for my coffee, watching... Maybe someone's watching me. The line on the cup speaks for itself...π€
Little things that warmed my heart on this snowy morning βοΈ
Good morning βοΈβοΈβοΈ
Out for coffee π€
Snow that rains and then snow again... I'm soaked, but the end of the holidays makes me happyπ
Routine is back and I won't be going to bed at 3am (of course I will, don't believe me π ).
The shifts at work "Mother" are endless, sometimes easier, sometimes harder. Always with surprises... The constant feeling of responsibility.
Okay, so these aren't the thoughts you should be having with a glass of wine... Anyway, it gets a bit easier around midnight π©·
Frosty winter morning βοΈβοΈβοΈ
Mood of the morning βοΈπ©΅
Just me... Coffee girlπ€ Pieces of my life... Love summer, coffee, meditation, old movies , "Gone with the wind". I'm fic writerβΊοΈ
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