Cooking the coffee, baking the bread. Lovely aromas surrounding my head. Morning senses, coming alive. Prodding me, urgently, wake up. Time to rise sleepy head. Go on, get up, crawl out of bed……
Cooking the coffee, baking the bread. Lovely aromas surrounding my head. Morning senses, coming alive. Prodding me, urgently, wake up. Time to rise sleepy head. Go on, get up, crawl out of bed……
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Coffee… bread… aromas… awake!
nicely done, Dylan ๐๐ค
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…thank you Destiny ๐๐
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most welcome ๐ค
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