I just strolled along to the gents here in the office. Without going into too much detail, I was stood there, as one does, and happened to glance out of the window (we’re on the 5th floor, and although the windows have a frosted covering, they were open a bit for ventilation). What should I see, framed through the (ahem) crack, but a young lady on the balcony of her apartment across the road, a couple of floors lower than my vantage point, enjoying the late-summer sunshine clad solely as Mother Nature intended 
Sunny side up, or over easy?
Ahhhh. The pause that refreshes.
I miss living in my high rise in the city. 
Well, both, and neither – on a subsequent visit, I saw her standing in the open doorway of the balcony, enjoying the view as the view enjoyed her, as it were.