The dinner is served. The dinner is prepared. The dinner is magical. The entire evening, full of wonder.
I bought some napkins. You taught me to take it slow. To enjoy the little things in life. You’re not supposed to gobble down your food like hamster. Embrace the experience of a simple ice cream shop. You sit down. They take your order before scurrying away. You wait in anticipation. You are served. Every spoonful into your greedy stomach is a piece of art. Full of giggles and pleasure.
The ice cream experience will always remind me to take things slow. Examine the life less imagined. Live the life that is mundane.
I feel like you’re the owner of my house. You take charge. I am not sure what to make of this. I’m not used to the strong force of nature that is you.