Meals with this woman are always super easy - we have very similar preferences on what we like to eat (and drink), so often we end up ordering a few items to share, which works out awesomely where we get to eat what we like without overstraining our poor tummies.
Over sips of sake and a simple but delicious dinner at Marusaya, we yabbled on about our respective holidays - exclusive uncensored content that you won't get to see on my blog (or hers). That's one of the reasons we get along so well - that shared love of reading and writing, but also a very clear divide on what we put on public space, especially those deeper thoughts and words that could easily be misconstrued. We both have a hearty dislike of drama, no desire to entertain nosy parkers either. On the other hand, with her and many of my closest, we sometimes don't even need words to communicate - a simple shrug, raised brow or smirk can relay exactly what can't be explained in a whole chunk paragraph of text.
The darling also passed me some lovely gifts she had picked out for me - a beautiful notebook for me to sketch in, and a bracelet that's a perfect trinket for weekends and casual days. It was a lovely nod to my aspiration to be more mindful over the past year, amazingly thoughtful as usual. Me? I didn't get her anything for Christmas, except to make a quiet contribution to her beloved sharks via WildAid again, our yearly tradition, or rather my yearly gift to her over the past five years. :)
|Pretty packages for me!|
oh yeah, like, this finger pointing and waving in mid-air. Totally translates into "I left my glass bottle at the office." ✌🏻Very winning.
@imp: Totally! LOL. ;)
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