天色剛亮，約莫七點，在有限的窗光中，我瞇著眼睛，看見顏色在空氣中凝聚成有形的物。灰塵懸浮閃爍著，像是由窗外飄入而下的靈感，在被暖色暈染的房間內，沒有一絲黑夜中的恐懼。

Dawn has just broken. It is about 7 a.m. In the limited light streaming through the window, I squint and watch colors coalesce into forms. Dust particles float and shimmer,

like atoms of inspiration drifting in from outside. In this room, steeped in warm hues, there is no fear of the dark night.