Monday, October 27, 2008

Time to come home

Yesterday, we were in the Mission district on a roof terrace sipping cocktails at 4 in the afternoon. It was hot, it was sunny, but there was - for the first time - a breeze. And in the distance I could no longer see the Golden Gate Bridge, but a massive swathe of fog, like a giant's dust bunny on the horizon. 
And this morning when I woke up, the sun and the blue sky had gone, and I thought - "Well, maybe that makes it easier to fly back tonight." Then I spoke on the phone to someone at home in England, where the clocks have changed, and it's dark and rainy and cold. My plane leaves at seven. Bugger.

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