My mother made me food last night. she felt happy i was at home. we talked about other people and their lives, we drinked some wine. our time together is not more than being together. and to me thats more than i can ask for.
She cooks and she is happy seeing other eat. Littlr things like that, that i wish i could have.

I like sunrises. and im happy if im sharing those.

I like not being the only one who sees the sun.

I guess in a way, i am kind of like her.