branches blew and trees spent over themselves to escape, while the soil was sodden with an excessive amount of innocent water. the green and gold and the obscenely bright sunshine has gone. it does seems that it will be missing for many weeks and it’s replacement unloading on those below it, for a very long time.
this change in local atmosphere has brought about a change.
change is good – normally – but this change is not so good. people are trapped, in some cases by the rising water itself, or in others trapped inside by a boredom they have not experienced before. this gloomy cloud-like fog bearing down on upon them is not the the norm for my fellow gold coasters. it maybe the norm for tbaoo.
i don’t mean that tbaoo is a maudlin, remorseful sadly encased soul, it’s just that i don’t go outside much and certainly only when it’s required. the glaring truth is that i don’t have the wish or need to do so. i can enjoy the world from my wet dog impacted, slightly chaotic, cluttered (not my choice ) domain and refresh myself with interesting things that others find less than refreshing or interesting.
the major problem here at the moment is the sheer volume of water that’s cutting roads, flooding waterways of all types and that it’s creating new waterways, right through people’s homes, business and sporting arenas.
today as i trip round to the shops to get my lotto and newspapers, i’ll discover ( i sneaked a look online ) that the man with the power ( see my post here ) has dropped out of the race for mayor. this man has really upset someone, as the local media has the lowdown on all the so called public figure’s private “get togethers and bits bumping”, what caused them to reveal this sexy “tit bit” when the foibles of others are ignored, intrigues me. my foibles may be well hidden, but then i’m not running for office or likely to.
i thought while watching the rain fall and waters rise, that when my reason for “resume rejigging” reaches the next step ( if i’m lucky enough ) they may search through facebook, twitter, tbaoo or my web design tooling and make a decision about me.
i wonder dear reader what decision would they arrive at ? what would they think of the material that squirts out at them. without meeting me, they may think i’m a rather silly, fatuous, cynical, outrageously good looking fellow and keen to debunk the largest fraud brought upon mankind. maybe after reaching this decision they’ll give me the job, maybe not.
now i can’t give too much away, of course i can’t say anything about it really, but rather strangely the current ( a water pun ) meteorological situation and our organised response to it’s dramatic implosion on our local environment, is so very closely linked to my wish for a new challenge. what an amazing coincidence.
the garden space here at the house of tbaoo looks drenched and starved of warmth, the bedraggled plants, stuff loosely described as grass and “everybloody” thing else, waits patiently for tbaoo to either obtain and apply a career change – or mumble through the next step. all without going outside at the moment, it is raining after all.