like the violin

I have become so used to standing on my balcony, looking at the view, thinking about things, at all times at day, that is actually scares me that I'll have to move in February. sometimes people call me and ask me what I'm doing, and I answer "I'm standing on my balcony", and they are surprised: is that something that can be done, an active choice? Like reading a book or writing an e-mail, standing on my balcony is something that I have come to do. It's such a good place for thinking. It's such a good place for looking at things from another perspective ...