I try to keep morale high. I force myself to pretend like nothing. I desperately try to appreciate the blue light and the wonderful air. I try to comfort myself with ideas of candles, film festival, cultural events and knitting.
But I can't keep it much longer. I'm getting very impatient.
I want the sun. And I want it now.
It's there, behind the horizon. Like a promised land, tempting me with the light.