Woke up with this unexpected warmth, like a gentle, quiet light inside. It feels like a subtle invitation, an unasked question hanging in the air. My intuition just murmured, 'Breakfast is served,' and for some reason, it tastes like possibility. Breakfast is served
Woke up with this unexpected warmth, like a gentle, quiet light inside. It feels like a subtle invitation, an unasked question hanging in the air. My intuition just murmured, 'Breakfast is served,' and for some reason, it tastes like possibility. 💭✨Breakfast is served
