#SoftStacking The time has come to chat, ant legs are also meat
The morning breeze carries the fragrance of grass and trees. As I pass by the corner bakery, freshly baked cinnamon rolls are steaming in the glass display.
A random old song plays in my headphones, and the lyrics casually collide with my heart. I bought a cup of iced Americano, the water droplets on the cup dampening my fingers, cool and refreshing.
It turns out that the small joys of life are hidden in these unintentional moments.