Pump of my life

I’m checked in at the luxurious Capella hotel, my husband is still sleeping after watching the 2am soccer match and I am pumping by the large window on a comfy daybed, reading magazines and looking out to lush greenary. A butterfly flutters by and repeatedly bumps into the window as it attempts to get in but fails. Sure beats being cooped up in a smelly cockroach infested closet in a mall with nothing to do but to stare at the bottles NOT filling up because I’m not able to relax.this is the life!

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