London in the Morning!

London. Sunday. Early in the morning. The city is still deeply asleep. Silence. No sound. No voices. No cars. I can only hear the bells of a church ringing in the distance. Such an overwhelming feeling. Bells.. ringing.. Ding dong ding dong. Walking through the park. The sun is timidly emerging from under the clouds. Lukewarm rays on my smiling face. Energy. Few people around. Some joggers. Some tourists with their map and their camera in the hand. Some policemen riding their horses. Smell of croissants and coffee beans. London. Sunday. Early in the morning. A different city. Almost like a little village. Untouched. Charming. Harmonious. Alone. In the middle of the park. Sitting on the grass. Looking at the pond. I close my eyes and I breathe. A long deep breath. In. Positivity. Joy. Gratefulness. Strength. Out. Worries. Fears. Disappointments. Sadness. London. Sunday. Later in the morning. The city is slowly coming back to life. Families out for a walk. Breakfast together. A dad gently holding the hand of his little daughter while explaining her the name of the different animals in the ponds. Duck. Swan. Frog. More tourists. More maps. More cameras. Few cars driving by. The sun is back behind the clouds. Grey sky. The little village is turning again into the active busy London. My walk is coming to an end. A quick espresso before hiding myself into the library. Silence. Again. Artificial silence. Artificial lights. I am surrounded by books. My life in the next month. Getting lost between the shelves of this library. No other thoughts. No other fears. No other plans. Say goodbye to my social life. Say goodbye to promises. Say goodbye to lies. Say goodbye to late nights. Say goodbye to anger. Say goodbye to expectation. Say goodbye to London. For a while. Just a little while. A presto!