What a strange day. I can't find words to describe it. Feeling this way is just.. Strange. In the morning, I was so ready to give it all up. But I realised that if it were so hard to give up, doesn't it mean that it isn't worth giving up? And now, I'm sitting on the floor of my living room, looking out to this:
A strange haze, with streaks of sunset filtering through. A sea breeze, just wiping away the morning's anguish. I feel at peace now. I'm not sure how long this is going to last, but I will certainly cherish this moment. Being alone, calm, writing again. Taking pictures again. Please don't take this away from me.

In other news, I think the little bird is ready to lay her eggs. She's been spending more time in her nest now, with her head poking out. Our whole family is pretty excited about the propect of our bamboo being "chosen" by these delicate and easily scared-off creatures.
This is her, two nights ago, (presumably) sleeping.
And this is the nest. Amazing how they built this in less than a month.
And you can see her beak, from quite far away cause I have no zoom lens (boo..).

I've started reading again, romance books nonetheless.. But at least it's a start. The current book I'm reading just makes me long for Greece even more.. The description of the beaches.. I really hope to go there before I die. It's a really big wish and I'm not sure if it will come true, but oh well, it's nice to dream isn't it?