I have more than a dream.
One of my dreams is to show my loved one(s) the place where I grew up.
Another dream is to cook for my loved one(s).
These two dreams came true yesterday.
And I got Spike read me my favourite part in Le Petit Princein French. I discovered we spoke French differently. He read it so deliciously.
The four of us, M and K and S and me, sitting in my home, listening to S read. Not a short passage, but we all enjoyed it even though he's the only one who really spoke French. We didn't need entertainment. Reading, chatting, taking a walk in a nearby park, all these were treasured; all of them sweet.
J'y gagne à cause de la couleur du blé.
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