Definitely the sun

The sun is definitely one of the things I miss most in London.

For a few days I went back to Florence, in the house where I lived before, and there is a small balcony.

Here on this balcony there is the IKEA outdoor coffee table with the two chairs (which everyone knows because it is impossible not to know that table and chairs, which are everywhere, even in outdoor places they have that) and it is my place favorite.

In the summer we have an aperitif with her husband and in the winter, like today, I go there for coffee after lunch, in the sun that warms up.

The sun is definitely one of the things I miss most in London. For a few days I went back to Florence, in the house where I lived before, and there is a small balcony. Here on this balcony there is the IKEA outdoor coffee table with the two chairs (which everyone knows because it is impossible not to know that table and chairs, which are everywhere, even in outdoor places they have that) and it is my place favorite. In the summer we have an aperitif with her husband and in the winter, like today, I go there for coffee after lunch, in the sun that warms up. And I realized that the sun is the thing I miss most in London, first of all because the house does not have a terrace, the second is that the sun is not that frequent. In short, the other day it took us about five minutes to get out of the London fog with the plane taking off. Time calculated at the average speed of the aircraft, the inclination of the same, the force of gravity and divided by the centrifugal force you get to ??? Nothing … just the fact that there is fog in London.

But I would like to tell this new sordamaldestra adventure.

I found out that there are new neighbors, i.e. the apartment above ours has been rented to a new tenant, and the one on the other side (my building is T-shaped and our apartment is on the corner ) it has been sold.

Last night I enter the house, I write to the neighbor to tell her that I am there so she does not get scared, and I open the house a little … after a while I feel a scary smell of cane. But a crazy stuff … and I think, but boh, maybe it’s my idea, it will be someone who threw a party or it’s my idea. And nothing, I close the windows and pretend nothing has happened.

Today I put myself out on the terrace and there it is … again comes a flare of cannabis that slowly creeps into the house as well. So last night I heard right, I’m not stupid. And even today … and while I’m writing this smell continues. Anyone who knows me knows that I’m not a big gun at all (quite the opposite) so I certainly don’t want to judge or anything else (also because as a sick person in the hospital they had given me opiate drugs for pain and even cannabis).

However, I do not know where it comes from, whether it is from the rented apartment or from the one for sale.

The fact is that to stay out I am stoned well well …

and it is definitely the sun.

ps in the photo I had the hat … but on the sides you can see that my hair pops out .. in a strange way but there are. They are coming back.