You’re Just Too Good to be True

Woke up this morning with an SMS on my iPAQ blinking with just these two words, “Want breakfast?”

Note: Not DO breakfast, but WANT breakfast; ie that particular person already knew that I wouldn’t be able to make it for breakfast together and still offered to pack a to-go breakkie for me.

Before I could even consider whether I wanted breakfast or otherwise, to take that particular person up on the offer or otherwise, to inconvenient that particular person or otherwise, the SMS was followed up by a call.

Showed up at work with breakfast on my desk already waiting for me. Beside the carefully laid pack, was a cup of homemade brewed concoction, as that particular person knows that I’m feeling rather under the weather lately.

I’m indeed blessed. You know who you are, thank you.