9th floor view


Good morning london, I  just woke up to the unrelenting sound of  heavy whistling breeze blowing across my room window, looking closely i could see the wind with a whistle in the mouth like a referee, serving as a voluntary alarm clock. curled under my duvet to the corner of my bed, its persistence got me up stretching and yawning. through the keyhole diffused the breakfast smell from the kitchen, british style egg, toast, bacon,bake beans and sausage flushed down with a glass of semi skimmed fresh milk. Good morning feel so awake now, let the day begin 🙂

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