The mild fog of the morning, streaks of sunrays emerging through the leaves enhanced by the thickness in air, gentle cold kissing the skin and an attempt to strike balance with it by exposing oneself to the equally gentle sun.
Winter mornings are here, a season I cherish and love, and yet makes it difficult to get away from the bed to feel the beauty of the world.
The thoughts, feelings and experiences I have had on my way to work today morning.
A friend waves me franitcally at workplace, completely ignored by me in my dreamy world until she shouts out my name loud. I think I will be a for-ever misfit in the array of cubicles that guard the modern economy.
