My dream atmosphere for writing is a peaceful morning surrounded by the country landscape with nothing but the sound of nature to be heard, Possibly beside a gurgling brook.
Well, maybe some day my dream writing world will be fulfilled, but not today and probably not any time soon.
This morning is Tyler and my first morning in our apartment in Jerusalem, Israel.
Its a small apartment, I mean a very small apartment, also known as a studio. But this is an Israeli studio. We have a kitchen of sorts and we have a bedroom of sorts and it is the same room. And we have a bathroom, but it is the size of an American half-bathroom. Did you know that was possible? Well, apparently it is.
I thought I lived in the city before I moved here, but now I can dream of my old home in Minneapolis as a quiet little neighborhood compared to my new little home.
We are literally right above one of the busiest streets, with a tram running through every few minutes. This is City Center.
I have my own little coffee table set up again. It makes me feel more truly at home. We have unpacked our few belongings which is really quite a lot when you have to drag several suitcases through the street, on to a bus, into a cab, up some stairs.
So this morning I sipped on a hot mug of coffee, freshly ground. We have our window wide open to hear all the morning hubbub and to let a gentle breeze in. This is my new writing spot for the next year or so.
It is not a dream writing spot, but it is home for write now, so this is where I will write.