Woke up at 7:00am with dreams of a alternative life and time still in mind. I walked up to the lighthouse to catch the sunrise. The wind pulled my hair in all directions, I waited and watched the horizon until the sun burnt my eyes - (Breakfast muesli, half a banana and a boiled egg with green tea) - I mapped out my chart for monitoring, made coffee and plans for the day. I went a across to the lighthouse keepers house and helped myself to some tea in his kitchen. The morning sun comes into his living room which makes it a comfortable place to write, after recording all my encounters to date, I went upstairs to look at all his books, he has good taste. I paged though and looked at the pictures studying the captions in the hope of understanding this foreign tongue. Once I finished I put back leaving the items undisturbed. I went back outside again to check the weather my hair still blowing in all directions. I counted the white horses.
