This passed week was a nightmare in a way. Constant problems with electricity made me so goddamn depressed and sad that I hardly had any strength to do anything. I used to hate the sunlight but these last couple of days I kept reminding myself a piece from Paul Gallico's short novel "Snowflake" which goes - "The Sun ! The Sun ! Dearly beloved Sun, how I'm glad to see you..." I really needed sunlight those days and it's lack was atoned by the music I drowned into. Amazing how we underestimate things we take for granted day after day, and then suddenly one sunny day, they're gone...
