Cold champagne, strawberries, cream and what else…

Oh the fun never seems to end. I think that I might write a book, or at least a novella. The title: My Life in the Living Room. It should be a real barn burner. It is great to hear people coming down the hall, getting out of the elevator and the alarm clocks of everyone. It is also great to see the sunrise, even when you went to bed only an hour before it got up.

Oh how wonderful…