pica_pica

What a morning! I woke up at 4:25 at the first minuet of the alarm clock, and I could hear that final gurgle of the coffee in the kitchen. The first hints of that aroma helped me out of bed, and the clean hardwood felt good on my bare feet.

Nude, I walked into the living room, leaving the lights off. It was still dark outside, and I pulled the blinds wide open to crank the window open.
Looking down into the empty street, across at all the blackened windows of the sleeping highrise across the street, and the smell coming in made me want to go camping.
Suddenly then, I noticed a slowly flashing red light from far away between the two highrises.
It was on the other side of English bay, maybe its a buoy, maybe a light on a dock over there, but it was reflecting on the surface of the ocean, and it seemed like the first time Id ever noticed that little stretch of waterview.
It right away made me think of another time, one far away and ahead of me when I dont live by the ocean anymore, and how I would remember this morning then.







I tried to get a picture of it, but it was simply too dark. Just now, coming home from the gym though, I can catch the same area in the daylight, yet it seems to have lost it's charm: