Life in the morning is bizarre ...

.... when you first wake up and you open your eyes to a different world. A world of mist and wonder that lasts only the time between the first and the second blink of an eye. A world in between your dreams and reality. A world where your memories and your dreams mix in your confused mind.

I woke up today and I thought I was in Venice. In a small and cosy hotel, by one of the many canals and in a huge bed! I could almost hear the noise of gondolieri out of the window, talking about the so many tourists and the too few clients. And I think I even smelt the strong aroma of fresh coffee awaiting me patiently to quick-start my day!

But it was all but gone by the time I blinked my eye for the second time. And all I have now is a vague memory of such a misty world.