Alpina's blog post - Here Comes the Sun

I woke up in a dense fog - inside my head because of the wine I had last night while I was musing about my life, what I have achieved so far and where I want to go. Even alpine flowers are bound to wither - and then? Although I feel it's still carefree summer I revel in, autumn may be just at hand -- usually the fruitful season. Yet what are the fruit of my life? Just brain children?

Outside, fog was wrapping up my house, the village, the world. I had to get out - so shortly after eight a.m. I put on my hiking boots and started to walk up the nearby mountain slope. After 45 minutes, I was greeted by the bright morning sun. I was leaving the sea of fog - only mountain tops were visible above it - and I felt so elated. I will meet Philip at a bar near his place tonight at 7 pm. - in eight hours. I don't know what is going to happen - but he will find me open for anything.

Back in the fog, I feel that with a mind full of brilliant sun, it is not difficult to bear.