Can´t believe my luck.
Or the beauty of the morning glory at the sea.
Everyone emerging from the sea this morning looked like a goddess
- a chance I couldn´t resist.
The temperature of the air was 5 C.
Luckily the coldness of the water is inversely proportional to the warmth inside afterwards.
There is Kenyan AA coffee and hot full-cream milk in my cup.
There is a burning yellow tree outside my window.
There is a cronic smile on my face and I am aware I sound like a foolishly happy idiot
- and I dont care.
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