Apparently there’s a cyclone here, or is that an ex-cyclone? So far not much bar some gusts and welcome rain. Running from Titirangi up to Arataki this morning, it only took 500 metres, then I didn’t get any wetter. One good thing about running in the rain is that once you’re wet, that’s it, you don’t get any wetter.
If it’s cold that can matter, but this morning it was not too bad at all.
For some reason it reminded me of being in Paris a year ago next month. Suddenly, the trip was fresh in my mind again and Hotel Coste was playing in the (now infrequently used) car. I feel a re-play of Midnight in Paris coming on.
It’s been exceptionally busy lately at work, with hardly a moment to reflect or for that matter, write a blog. And I’ve missed it. There’s something about writing down thoughts that is both therapeutic and insightful to me. A change in weather is like a change a pace, a chance to do something new, or in this case old, again.
So the outdoor umbrellas are down, the windows all closed but frankly, the cyclone hasn’t really (so far!) come to much that matches all the preparation and anticipation. But what it did do is makefor a change of pace, a chance to change direction, even for a day.
Thanks to a cyclone that put me in the mood. To write a blog.