Keep getting happy every time I take a glance at my hand. The reason is this (soap is to remember to buy it, so that the people coming over can wash their hands) above. A gift from my boyfriend ‘cause I did shit on my final exams (or, because I worked hard really, and still did shit). It was part of a chain of notes that I found coming home from the last day at uni, laying here and there, leading to different places in the apartment and the basement (!) and outside. Cutest thing anyone ever did to me. At the end of all the notes was my boyfriend with cava and strawberries-picnic.