For me ideal morning is to wake up in the summer... Early-early... Hours per five... Without putting on to leave on a balcony, to open a window, for which - a wall from a downpour. To stand and look as grey morning gradually brightens... To Breathe, rejoice to that you live... To Look in the sky which cries a rain... To Stretch hands forward and to substitute palms under drops... To Freeze from cold air, once again deeply to inhale and return back... To include something slow and quiet of fate, to climb under a blanket... Then to smile, close eyes and to fall asleep again under noise of a downpour and a gentle music melody... It would be ideal...
Good morning Empire. |
