sitting at a cafe

which is not crowded, at the background there is some pleasant music I would call Scandinavian. not that I am an expert in the field but my ear can distinguish the notes from medieval instruments. Facing the windows I feel happy again, for no reason... or because of the happy summer day on the street. People are enjoying drinks sitting at cafes, or walking with an ice-cream  cone in the hand. Some making music with hope of extra money for a few more beers, some turning the arm of the music machine and taking you to a time travel, again the times you have never lived in, and the same sounds silencing the guitar of the blind man on the corner.