Morning feels like London..

No matter that I am stuck here in Sofia and not off to bask my unnaturally white skin on a beautiful and heated beach doesn’t mean that I am not enjoying summertime. Actually I’ve been doing all sorts of enjoying even when I am supposed to be buried in heavy English Grammar books. Park parties and drinking refreshing drinks, and listening to someone talented playing the guitar until the sun goes down has been all over my schedule these days. Relaxation is the code word for this week’s activities.

What could spoil such well planed vacation in a middle of a vacation, you might ask? Well almost nothing except when every single day you have planed to spend outdoors in the exhilarating moments of the summer it is raining like someone has cut open the skies.
Not that I have something against rain, not at all, actually I am really grateful that the skies are so worried about our crops survival in the blistering heat of the summer, that they care enough to bring us so much rain that can almost flood our fields but not quite.

One of my life long dreams is been to visit London and to feel the life bubbling in the beautiful cloudy city veins. Now every single morning when I open my eyes and it’s so damn dark and cloudy out side that no matter that is 10 a.m. you think it’s still too early I actually start to feel like I am waking up in London.

Actually I am grateful for this anxious feeling because it might as well be the closest feeling I’ll get of London so far, so I thank the skies for bringing me on step closer to my dream.

I wish you a not so rainy and not to summery weekend and may the skies help your dreams come true as well.