Beautiful Life

Yesterday it rained for the first time since I arrived in Tirana, well better: it stormed. I stood on my balcony and saw the rain pouring straight down, then the wind came up and thunder made it clear that it was serious business now. Lightning scattered through the skies and lit the city to it's max. Raindrops started to fall on my body, as the wind turned and came to my balcony, with only my trousers on, I drank my coffee, meanwhile getting totally wet. It was still warm though and the sight was magnificent and
threathening at the same time. Isn't life just great?