Sunday Morning Silence.
Sun is going up behind the neigbours house and shining in my face.
Birds are singing.
A car is driving by frome time to time.
A plane flying high above the house.
The humming of the freezer in my kitchen.
That's all I can hear.
The light shines through the green leaves of the tree that's standing in front of my window.
Together with the light breeze it paints patterns on my face and body.
Drinking my coffee.
Eating my usual yoghurt with granola.
While lying in my bed.
Little loved rituals comforting me.
I don't want to think of yesterday.
I don't want to think of tomorrow.
I don't want to think of things that have to be done.
I want to stay in this moment of peace and silence.
Why can't time stand still?
7:00 am - May 10, 2009
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