Had a fail/win day at work. Hot, 39, feels like 41 according to my phone.
Ended the day in a slightly strange mood. Rocked out on the balcony to BCO. Wind gusts and threats of a storm. Sydney weather continues to flirt with me about a decent storm. Cool night, with the air still rushing in and out of the french windows. Like feeling the city breathe.
Made me miss a few things, and a few people. Thought of Ms Swindler and shivering together in the sub zero temperatures.
I appear to be emotionally investing in a cat. Not sure why.