I get used to wandering miles away from home, see many different faces and hear different sound of blowing winds. I love to be in the city of Dundee, a place where the orange marmalade comes from. All is fine here, except  me and my sunshine. I miss it to warm me up just as it usually does when I am home, in tropical islands. I know it is not right to expect the same sun exposure (the exposure should be less as it is, unless there will be climate chaos) but let me say a confession: "It is sad that a person begin to realise how precious something is until she misses it".