It was 2 A.M when an old city was alone, and still. The street lights were dimming as if they had been saying “The bright day is still a few hours to go.” The people in the city were still lost in their dreams, and they seemed to enjoy the journeys in their dreams which might have been better than the real world.
Ya, still 2:10 A.M-pretty early, huh? I was lost in a dream for a moment or two, yet I was waken up by a siren which I did not normally hear. But, it was O.K, I guess. The siren seemed to try its best to wake the city up from its deep, and deep sleep.Perhaps not the city itself, yet the people who were lost in their dreams.I guess it was still around 2:20 A.M when I walked to the kitchen nearly half asleep, and yawned every now and then. I opened the fridge finding something to satisfy my need of food, “coklat” bars, or just some snacks.
The fridge was not really empty, in fact it was full of the aroma I liked. The aroma of “coklat” and cheese. I was awake by the light inside the fridge soon I opened it. The view out of the kitchen window I saw was indeed calm, of course it was still 2:30 A.M. I decided to sit at a chair overlooking the calm night outside. The view of the city at dawn was different than I was used to seeing. I sipped a glass of orange juice slowly. It was cold, but not as cold as the cold outside I was pretty sure.
……………….. The blessing part alhamdullilah…………..,
I am no longer alone watching the view out of the kitchen window,
I am no longer daydreaming.
Welcome to Dortmund, Germany- Note to self!