For some reason I had a few moments like that today, in between the rush of packing and cleaning and going to BookCrossing meetups. Sitting on the bus listening to music. Not exactly sure how to describe it, it’s not like being happy, but not sad either, just kind of thoughtful, but not thinking about anything in particular.

Sorry for the short entry, I just got back to work after my week off and we had to drive about an hour and a half out of Auckland and it’s not almost 11, and I need to sleep!

Totally unrelated it is incredibly foggy here tonight and driving through the fog in a truck was amazing! (Glad I wasn’t driving though)