Watching the sunrise from my apartment window.

It is so much easier to watch when the clouds calm down the light. Hints of blue though shades of grey and purple.

I don’t know why I woke up so early this morning. Lying in bed only to reach that point where time slows down, but sleep is not achieved.

I like the fact that I am up on the 4th floor (French)/5th floor (American), except the days that I have walked too much and then still have to climb all those flights of stairs just to rest in my room.

A breakfast of french yogurt and jam on what I assume to be biscuits. I still need a dull knife for spreading the jam. The foldable girlscout knife with the bottle opener slices the jam more than it spreads. I found a pretty one at the thursday antiques market, but the man was charging 15 euros for it. I should really learn the stamps here because I couldn’t confirm or deny when he said it was silver.