blog armada

Breakfast is cooked for me every morning, starting with fresh carrot beet ginger juice, through eggs and toast, and finishing with dark european chocolate. Almost every night my back is rubbed before I fall asleep. I don't think I've touched a door in a month. Groceries appear in the fridge, and while I shower I'm serenaded by a cello being played. And I take loooong showers. Am I living out the fairytale Beauty and the Beast? Maybe... except there is no beast, but a handsome and sweet prince.

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