I’m sitting in my pyjamas, drinking coffee in bed, surrounded by books (Virginia Woolf on my Kindle, Ian McEwan’s “Nutshell”, paper print). A whole stack waiting to be devoured on my nightstand on the left – yet, sometimes, so little time at disposal to read as much as my soul craves for it.

I should put my ultra coloured “acid time” wallpaper on the wall, Comic Con purchased.

The birds’ sweet humming between the leaves, the seagulls’ distant shriek, evocative of an ancestral longing to be at sea.

Feeling refreshed and well rested, after a good night’s sleep – sitting all day in my pyjamas also helps! – bliss.