There's something about the way you move through a room that makes me wonder what thoughts are dancing in that brilliant mind of yours. It’s like a hidden story waiting to be shared. Maybe the next chapter could be over a cup of something hot (or something cold, depending on the mood)?
There's something about the way you move through a room that makes me wonder what thoughts are dancing in that brilliant mind of yours. It’s like a hidden story waiting to be shared. Maybe the next chapter could be over a cup of something hot (or something cold, depending on the mood)? ☕✨🖋️
