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Hopes are high after yesterday's Sun-shower over Berlin, lifting our northern spirits. It is only natural that now, after having had a taste of what we've missed, we long for more. As the day betrays my visual expectations I know where to find some comfort. Looking back into the my memory drawers I might just get what I was missing all along and also understand why I feel its absence.
It's not lying in the sun that I miss but rather how the light waves bounce of objects and find their way into the shores of my brain. Surfaces and edges come to life as the sunset drains them in warm hues. I wait for the calender to fall into spring. Patiently.
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