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Délicieux

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The path isn't easy, but I'm famished after hours of storming around the isles of possibilities, only to find myself in a land of contemplation.
I snail towards the kitchen, where my eyes meet an empty glass and spoon. I subconsciously and rhythmically find a remedy.
The percolation dissolves my island, my mind, worries melting swiftly. I savor this paradox. Warm hands envelop the balls of snow (worries), melting them, and they disappear. Such fine moments where I hope and taste the warmth in the cold.
I'm mesmerized how some sinful spoons of affogato can be a compass to restart.

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    Neville Hunt 6 months ago

    Affogato! Now you’re talking Verity! Delish!!

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    Jamie Clapperton 6 months ago

    Just the thought of ice cream and coffee together tastes lovely in my head. Nice one , Verity ;-)

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    VerityAlways 6 months ago

    Thank you, Neville and Jamie. Glad you'll liked!!

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    VerityAlways 6 months ago

    Thank you, Jeff!

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    VerityAlways 6 months ago

    Thank you, Richard!

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    Christopher 5 months ago

    These always make me hungry!

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    VerityAlways 5 months ago

    Thank you, Christopher

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