Every morning when i wake up, I stand still in front of the balcony to watch the sun painting the sky, our faces and hearts.
Then instead of tube, I prefer walking along London Bridge, feeling the cold air on my face, watching sky’s reflections on buildings, on us.
Today 7.31. Perfect pink sky and the moon.
Για εκείνο το πρωινό που θα ξυπνήσουμε και θα είναι ολα μονο μια ανάμνηση.