It's 8:30 in the morning and I'm enjoying the beautiful scenery from my room. How many days have I been waiting for this blue sky? It's really precious. The small forest in the park on the opposite bank of False Creek is covered with a thin fog. The silhouette of the trees look more fantastic with it. To tell the truth, it's not that I have just gotten up but that I have been staying up over night. It's almost the time for me to go to bed, but I have decided to keep staying up as long as possible. It's a great loss if I would go to bed now and miss this bright morning. I feel dizzy a bit, but it's rather pleasant. I feel most happy right now in this year. Weather really affects our feeling. I'm thinking about going out for a walk from now.
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