It was friday. I managed to get up in time, for once, and packed my stuff to leave the city for the weekend again right after work time was over. Since i was uncreative when it came to taking pictures in the past days, i thought i should take my little Dimage Z2 baby out for a walk and a relaxing weekend in lower austria.
I yawned till i cried, and walked outside of the building just to find myself in yet another surreal moment. I like those moments, when everything slows down, and the world presents itself on a plate only for you to watch and gasp.
There was fog everywhere, just like in the old film noir movies about nice ladies killing their drinking husbands. The few people i saw were moving like sleep walking kids, the cars where surprisingly silent and moving like little bugs through the street. A kid and a man stumbled across the path to go to the local Kindergarten, and a breathtakingly wonderful woman with an oldfashioned hat hurried down the street. I bet she is the lady of the movie, the lady that killed her husband.

I couldnt resist to take a few snapshots and enjoy the very first foggy morning of this year in Vienna. Monsieur Autumn did a great job with suprising me and making me smile. The reason why this made me smile is rather simple and naiv. I used to live in lower austria, with woods around me, in a rather small town, and going for a walk on the fields at late evening would make me perfectly calm and happy. Living in Vienna, i didnt really calm me to walk through the streets at night, nor did i want to use the subway to find a park to wander around. Its just not the same, you know. As much as i love this city, i still miss my little town.
While Monsieur Autmun was on my side, time was against me. I jumped into the subway, that obviously just waited for me, and sat down. Amazingly enough, there was a free seat without a pupil. Sometimes the U6 loves me, and that is totally fine with me. At W

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