It is summer. The colour combination of the cloud shreds hovering up in the sky and the sky itself greatly resembles the one in the national flag most familiar to me. Sitting by my office window and staring out, I again demonstrate my skills of observing the movement of the leaves in the trees and thinking about nothing particular. I just toned down the ringing volume of the phone because otherwise, when I'm in this mood and the phone rings, I jump too high.