Last week, I eagerly visited a bustling farmers' market and bought fresh, juicy strawberries, which I enjoyed with yogurt the next morning. Later, I carefully arranged the vibrant flowers I’d picked into a small, rustic vase on my kitchen table, brightening the entire room. On Friday evening, I lazily watched a heartwarming movie while curled up under a soft, knitted blanket, but the peace was short-lived—I accidentally spilled my steaming coffee on the clean, white countertop and frantically wiped it up before it stained. By Saturday, though, my mood lifted when I happily met an old friend at a cozy café, where we chatted excitedly for hours over shared memories and laughter.
