That kind of afternoon

this feels like a french toast with maple syrup moment.

 

Or a crumbly butter cake with huge dollops of tangy apple jam moment.

 

alternated with sips of something sweet and milky, maybe with floral scents.

 

then followed by a catnap. all curled up on the bed, full stomach and all.

 

it's really that kind of afternoon.

 

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translation: In need of delicious distraction.And sleep.