In the summertime...

Got up with the sun hitting my face this morning. Summer´s here, even if I´m not completely convinced yet. Still too many grey clouds interfering. Still not enough t-shirt temperatures. "It will come, it will come", is what I keep repeating myself time after time, morning after morning. Especially when you got up feeling it was summer. Feeling warmth on your face. Feeling happy to get up...until reality confronts you once again.

We had summer in april. And then it was gone. It took off to more exotic destinations. To places where there´s enough summer already. But at least we had it. Did I complain too much? Should I not have been talking about global warming and stuff? Is this my fearful punishment? Let´s hope not. I´m sure not...

For now I´ll just keep enjoying the rays of sunshine hitting my face. Lifting my head up towards the blue parts of the sky. Dreaming away in bits and pieces. Waiting. My t-shirts are ready to go. It´ll take just a minute to get changed.