

Honestly? Sometimes I just want to wake up and get breakfast in bed.
Coffee, something tasty, a warm blanket... and someone nearby who will say: "Lie down, I brought it all myself."
No fuss, no rush. Just comfort, care and a good mood from the very morning.
It seems like a small thing, but inside I get goosebumps from such fantasies.
Do you know how to make breakfast with soul?
Write, I wonder how you would surprise me 😏💬