Write

The light was bright. This made a change from the usual dreary greyness of the sky. I walked along the street whistling to myself, this was the first time I'd been outside in the sun for what felt like months. I could feel a light breeze caressing my face as I strolled into the local park, leaves rustling in the wind, some falling to the ground around me, dancing in sync with the music I was humming in my head. I smiled to myself as birds darted back and forth across the beautiful blue sky.

I found a nice spot of soft green grass and lay down, just taking in the open atmosphere of the world. Feeling the warmth of the sun's rays on my skin. This makes a change to the usual hell my writer puts me though, I thought and closed my eyes enjoying the fleeting moment of peace and serenity.