Today is a wonderful clear sunny day, which I look at through the window of my office. It's a bit offensive. It rained for a whole week, and today, when I should be here, the weather seems to have got better.
In principle, it's time for her to get better - after all, today is June 1, the first day of summer. As if nature finally remembered which month was on the calendar and decided to match it. Outside the window, everything looks especially bright and fresh after a week of rain: the sky is blue, the trees are shining, and even the air seems different - light and warm. You look at all this and think: I wish I could be somewhere in the park with coffee in your hands.
The good thing about this day is that I didn't have to get up early in the morning. Today I work with part-time students, and their classes start in the afternoon. So although it's a little frustrating for me to sit in an office when the sun is shining outside, I'm happy with what I have - the opportunity to get some sleep. If you think about it, it's also a lot of happiness.
I must say that in this respect, my entire working week will be light, except for Friday. But we still have to live until Friday. If there is a rocket attack at night, we will work remotely. It sounds like an everyday thing...
I'll go back with pleasure too. I'll buy coffee at the gas station and something tasty - some bun or chocolate bar to sweeten the end of the working day. The way home after such days always feels like a small reward. Especially if there is the same generous June sun outside the car window that I watched from afar today.
