Isn't it wonderful?!
Something like that happened to me tonight.
Out of some sort of instinct, I felt the need to start a double batch of homemade cookies at 11:30 at night, just because.
After a wonderful day, some sort of blissful little girl glee has come over me that makes me want to do strange things like bake in the middle of night, and dance like a crazy woman in my kitchen to Michael Buble love songs. . . those songs that give you goosebumps and take you to a memory.
My conclusion: I really hope no one was outside my kitchen window, they got quite an interesting show. . . oh, and I burnt the second batch of cookies.
So for now, I'll bid farewell, with my last batch of cookies in the oven, and currently singing along to "Everything" by Buble, basking in the memory of another time. . .
"In this crazy life, and through these crazy times, it's you, it's you, you make me sing,
Your every line, your every word, your everything."
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