Housie and I decided to have a lil cooking spree.
We made butter cookies. hahah I shan't elaborate further but those were edible for sure.
and we had swedish meatballs, mushroom cheese and baked salmon!
Despite wrong ingredients were put in even though the recipe was there for us, the food turned out good!

After dinner, Rain wanted a haircut. 
we are madhousies so.. we shaved a runway for rain.

And I got a new toy!
No, its not rain.. but the lil thing his carrying. 

Missing the most primal action expressed by people. A typed letter or a screen of words appearing could not provide the entire picture of emotions. Each letter in perfect form could not convey the emotional warmth that comes from the imperfect handwriting, where a difference in style could portray uplifting feeling, or the deepest despair.

There is something about a handwritten letter. When reading one I cannot help but think that someone sat with a blank piece in front of them, pen in hand and thought about what they wanna say to you. And actually took time to physically write it out. How can that not make someone feel special? I love letters, it is just like the sound of our voices, and the handwriting distinctly creates us.

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Opening the chest, flipping through the journal for two souls to say the unspoken.