

I see my reflection in the elevator mirror with a huge bouquet of pink and white flowers in my hands πΈπ. Feeling happy and a little mysterious π. Rustling bags and gift boxes all around, as if the day is full of pleasant surprises πβ¨. The black bow and slight clutter in my hands add to the charm of the moment. It feels like I'm about to set out to give or receive joy πΈπ