There’s something special about those quiet mornings, when it’s just me and my cuppa. As I wrap my hands around the warmth, the steam rising like whispers of comfort, I find solace in the stillness. It’s a time when the world seems to slow down, allowing me to savour the simple pleasures that often go…
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Good Morning Twenty Twenty-Four
I find myself waking up, or should I say, grappling to rouse myself into a new year. It’s a struggle between the allure of sweet dreamland, which persistently tugs me back, and the desire to rise and savour the very first chai of twenty twenty-four. Although the temptation to slip back into a deeper sleep…
Apples of Gold 