(originally posted on 2016-09-22 | 08:52:30)
Good morning!
I slept tight until my breakfast was served.
This is a meal at the hospital.
I normally prefer Japanese menu,
but today,
I picked the Western
because it was a French Toast!!!
Covered it in lots of syrup,
to make it veeerrry sweet,
I once tried alimentotherapy,
but now, on and off…
I've been spoiling myself.
On such a day,
I embrace myself saying:
“Go Ms. Sweet!”
“I am the best today!”
There might be someone who hears me,
I don’t necessarily say it out loud.
But I say it in my mind.
To me,
it means a lot to have something to feel joyful in myself.