... blushed !

I was already looking at a blank page for awhile. This should be the very first moment when I have millions of thoughts but couldn't find a proper sentence to describe. I've lost all powers of words manipulation.

Ok. Take a breather, yen. Just let the words flow.

I saw Helena at the receptionist area, and she looked as sweet as she always do. But, wait ... that bouquet from Kechara Blooms? Gosh. Full stop. Loss of words from this juncture onwards.

So much love. Every moment counts. I'd say it again, and again... I'm thankful to have you, Ron.