The tiny guest who never arrived

Today was one of those long workdays where my mind kept drifting back home, thinking about the little things that bring joy.
I dreamed last night about having a piglet running around in our backyard—but when I woke up, the yard was empty as always.
Maybe it's silly, but sometimes these small imagined moments are what keep me going through all the stress.
Just hoping for a bit of unexpected happiness to show up one day soon.