Dinner with Helen. Reminiscing, laughing and reliving.
Liking my hair. My face. Feeling good.
Getting a text from him. First.
Also, this wooden plant pot at work.
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It happened yesterday but this Aja gram still makes me laugh.
Buying two long flowerpots for the windowsills. Plants are happiness.
Coming home to a mars ice cream in the garden. I’d been thinking about that ice cream for a good few hours.
Three little things 