

Honestly? Sometimes I just want to wake up and get breakfast in bed. Coffee, something tasty, a warm blanket... and someone nearby who will say: "Lie down, I brought it all myself." No fuss, no rush. Just comfort, care and a good mood from the very morning. It seems like a small thing, but inside I get goosebumps from such fantasies. Do you know how to make breakfast with soul?Write, I wonder how you would surprise me 😏💬