I am home. And by home, I mean that Simon is cooking an omelet for me. I also mean that we have payed a game of drunken Scrabble (which I won of course). I also mean hugs, kisses, talking, loving, caring, sharing, being…

and what was another huge fun part of the day? Girls road trip. Yeah, it got as silly as it was supposed to be.

yup – that omelet smells awfully good…

’scuse me…

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Writer, avid(!!!) hiker - living life to the fullest. Love, life, bliss - getting high on getting high (in the alpine that is)
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