The only part of leaving my boyfriend’s house that makes me happy is that I place notes around his room. I leave after him so he never knows where I leave them until he finds it.
I used to leave them on his pillow but his brother told me that he read one of my notes so I decided to scatter them in his room with page numbers in the top right corner.
This note was nine pages long (they’re like the size of a Post-It Note so it isn’t that lengthy). It’s just a coincidence that today’s note has been the longest note I have written excluding my letter.
I don’t know why I laugh so much when this happens. I find it really funny and cute.
Today, I will add humour throughout my day. Although it must be humour that doesn’t harm anyone.