I can't be the only oneBy ms-pie-oneerPosted 12/4/24 458 views
After an incredibly chaotic splatter, the cleanup always feels like a dream! Stepping into the bright, pristine white bathroom, the air is filled with a fresh, clean scent, subtly intertwined with the sweet essence of chocolate pies and cakes. The following morning, I often gaze at the scene that just hours earlier was a complete disaster of sugary delights strewn everywhere, and a wave of satisfaction washes over me. I take comfort in knowing that my guests will enter this gleaming white sanctuary, blissfully unaware of the delightful chaos that erupts when the sun sets. Surely, I can't be the only one who relishes this feeling. Embracing the beauty of disorder while admiring the fresh, white canvas is a thrill that lingers in my mind, leaving me yearning for more. It tantalizes me throughout the day.