Walking home from the beach:
Me: “Come on, my love. This way.”
Anja: “Why do you call me my love?”
Me: “Well, because I love you more than anything in the world.”
Anja: “Even more than eating dinner?!”
I am not a writer. I dabble in parenting, sport and making fun of myself. I'm good at coffee. I love where I live and the things I get to do.
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