we watch the dawn remaking the world in

Its antique patterns
Oscar Wilde

7.00 am Athens time. Today i got up early and stood in my balkony looking above. My eyes were looking for the sky, for the sun and my soul was looking for colours. The morning breeze felt like a relief. It washed my unpleasant thoughts of my eyes.
What is that make us feel like living in our own jail? How do we experience the freedom?
Blip start feeling like need again. My own personal shelter. It feels good.!