You Can Call Georgia

I´m lost in mountains of papers, hours of typing, snatched meals and stolen kisses on a 3 minute break.
But today I had to go outside. I love windy days, when the sun is shinning strong, but the breeze keeps me cool. And I love my city, even though I hardly know it at all.
This year one of my classes is "Urbanism", and we had the privilege of attending an outdoor class, because my teacher believes that you learn about cities and towns by wandering the streets and exploring dead ends. So we did. And I learned to look up, up, up. When you are walking somewhere, don´t look down. Stare up at the buildings, see the windows, the verandas, the chimneys, the different roofs. You will enter a whole different world, mark my words. These days we walk from A to B, with our headphones in our ears, and our eyes on the ground. Today I went out, and stood proud, stared long and hard, and embraced my passion of windows and doors - the communication points of our houses.



Soundtrack for those dull afternoons of study: http://www.esnips.com/doc/02ba4273-e8ff-4819-ae04-ed8963c856ad