Dreaming.

Second post. You probably know the feeling, when you get up in the morning and somehow you just know that you are going to have a slow day. While walking to work you think of the movie you saw the day before, where the sun always shines and everything is allright. Somehow if you want have a nice-looking-timetaking-life you have to live in France. A nice apartment somewhere close to the centrum of Paris. Where if you get up, and open the shutters a fresh beam of sun gives you the feeling your still in bed. While standing on your french balcony, you hear the birds singing and a flawless breeze of wind makes your a hair dance. While picking the fresh jus d'orange from the doorstep you walk towards the small dining table in the corner of the kitchen, unfold the newspaper, and see the morning fly by. Sounds perfect doesn't it.