She opened the window. She was stressed and she did not have a decent sleep since a long time. She sighed, conscious that nobody could comfort her on that moment. The weather outside was gloomy, and leaning from her tiny opening she could see some clouds leaving to make room for a bright, celestial sky. The tallest tree of the little park was blossoming of green, large leaves. Then, a little bird sung its reassuring call. She left the window open with a big smile when returning to her cup of coffee.