Very early in the morning, I went to the rooftop and sat on a small mat. I had that urge? to see the sky, to feel the breeze, to hear the birds chirping, to embrace the energy around. I let myself be, just be for a while. Then I had a little talk, with the Universe? and I said that I was happy to be alive, happy to be there in that wonderful morning, happy for all the good things that happen to me. We chatted for a while, the Universe and me, and as we were waving goodbye, I said “just a little thing … why Monday?” and the Universe smiled and said “life is not perfect”.