I was sleepless and bored out of my mind. Then everything changed. There was a flash of light. I thought it was a car on its way to the mosque nearby. It was thunder! And there was rain!
That was it. The setting is perfect. It’s that time again. Off to the kitchen, the coffee machine brewed.
First rain, hope rekindled, the ritual of 5 years to be carried on.
Off to the balcony, coffee in hand, iPod in the other, first rays of light, rain, it can’t get better.
It was around 7 a.m. that I snapped out of it. I had been in constant bliss for around two hours, wandering to the edges of my mind and back, with one song running nonstop on the iPod.
I felt light, I felt good, and I slept instantly. Thank you, winter. You know you are the only season for me.
