I have been sleeping on the roof since last week and been watching the game of Cosmos going on forever and ever until I fell asleep.
It started gipsy stylish. I had to move to another place cause I was late to book a room where I have been staying since we arrived.
To move for two days felt like hustle and bustle, so I asked my Airbnb host if I could sleep on the roof? And whoops there I was on the roof and have continued sleeping up there even after I got my room back. During the nights lying on the bed, under the moonlight and the stars, hearing the sound of the neighbourhood slowly fade away, I have my private chit chat with the infinite universe and whoever is up there.
I used to sleep out in my grandparents garden in Isfahan and still remember those night as the most amazing moments of my life.
I am so thankful for experiencing something similar again.
By the way, it is very chilly out here during the nights. Deserts. Hot during the days and then the temperature falls during the nights. Here is the first sunray, waking me up this morning. Do you hear the birds celebrating a new day? I guess it is mixed with the sound of traffic.
