I woke up this morning feeling strangely sad. No real reason. Just that feeling. It was a rather cold windy morning announcing – maybe – the end of the summer.
I made myself a coffee, I sat in my living room. The rolling blinds were closed, not entirely since some light coming from outside reflected on the wall in a very captivating way.
I tried to read my messages but that reflection distracted me. I didn´t want to roll up the blinds, I thought it was grey outside, I didn´t want to add a grey day to my sadness.
Strange morning. Unusual feelings for a Sunday morning. Finished my coffee, coulnd´t focus on my reading. I decided to go out for a walk. To my surprise, it was bright and shiny. And as I was walking, my mood changed too. And the sadness was left behind.
Maybe it was the idea of the summer ending, maybe it was the idea of a grey day that clouded my mind and I saw all dark and sad when it was all bright and happy. And I couldn´t help but thinking of all those times when we just don´t see the bright side and we let the darkness take over.
If we could only read the signs …