Sun Spots

To prevent me from sleeping late I didn’t close the jalousie last night. My reward was being waken by a small spot of sun on my face. A few minutes later my blanket was covered with bright spots. I was delighted about this perfect start into a sunny day.

While walking through the city I noticed that I no longer pace from A to B like a frozen maniac as I did in the last months. Rather I strolled very slowly and enjoyed the brightness. I guess that sun slows down life in some cases.

After several months of darkness and coldness the first sunny day made life flowing through my mind with a much higher intensity that it was used to.

I even dared to have my first breakfast this year on my balcony - even wearing that stupid big sun glasses I got as a birthday present some years ago. Unfortunately I was alone.

And finally I had my first ice cream after the winter from the smiling italian guy nearby. His place was crowded with people in winter parkas licking ice cream. It seemed as if I wasn’t the only one feeling the sun flooding the brain.

Places like California or Mexico might be great because the sun is always shining but a californian will never know how it is to feel the first sunny day after a long cold winter. I really pity that people.


Sun Spots on my Bed


First Post-Winter-Breakfast on my Balcony


The crowded Ice Cream booth in my Village.