The window
I don't like to set my alarm on the weekends. It's 7:30 in the morning and the alarm clock rings, whether it's Saturday or Sunday. It's all dark. I get out of bed and walk through the hallway. I go to the living room and grab a blanket to lie down on the sofa again. I like watching the sunrise from that side of the house. Through the windows, the sky changes shades. I always wait for that moment, when my favorite shade of blue arrives, that cerulean blue. Today the sky was clear, completely clear, without a cloud. And I stay and enjoy that wonderful moment. The magic of the sky through the window.