Culinary Сontest | Sweet-smelling

This time I won't go into the details of how to make a cake and recipes, but rather share with you my thoughts and passions in a few lines while preparing the desserts this morning.

A distracted morning. And the smell of coffee and sweets. Birds songs. The wind is in a hurry. One door is closed. Another squeaks. A rag doll is like a dream. I have been traveling to myself for so long. Indigos of memories flood the memory. The watch is a sharp reminder of the meeting. Past and present accompany maturity. A stream of thoughts, an old album, smiling lips. I humiliate myself in the corridor. My hair is combed. Clothes-ironed. The coffee remained on the table unfinished. Birds love each other. The wind flies. The silence echoed. I sent the sunset, but the morning is a flight.
There is beauty for someone, I thought, and cut off a piece of the cake.

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