the little things that count.

Got home extremely tired today, as a result of having hours of presentation practice in front of my lecturers before the final presentation next week. I can practically feel my head is about to explode, those roller coasters in my head aren't gonna stop, ever.

And this reached my doorsteps today.

A care package from Fukuoka :) 
"Here's something for you to eat for breakfast =)"
Nothing can beat those little things on the side, and it always amazes me how he's capable of effortlessly cause my happy tears to fall. Or maybe I'm just emotional at this time of the month.

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