This morning I walk out to go to the office, I round the corner of my building, putting on my helmet and the thingy that stops my pant legs from getting caught in the chain. I turn to unlock my bike and I find it sitting there minus the rear wheel. Crippled.
I'm shocked and not shocked. Sad. Angry. It feels awful to be robbed. You feel violated and helpless. Explosed.
I stomp off to work on my other vehicle: my feet. I'm grouchy today.
I go to the art gallery after work with Ceri and that cheers me up. Walking home later I'm carrying some thin hope that maybe I was seeing things; it wasn't MY bike I'd seen this morning. I look at the spot and there it is. My bike. Crippled.
I'm not so patient when it comes to life's inconveniences. And I know, in the mind of the thief, it's got nothing to do with me; but in my mind it's all about me and I can't stop thinking about the lurking tire predator, laughing at me; challenging me to fix it.
I forgot to charge my phone (and workday camera) and it died at lunchtime today, and so again I was out after supper to find my daily photo. Thursday night, lots to do at home, so I don't want to go far; but I've been down in the harbour and associated gardens plenty. I'm walking around waiting for something to ask to be photographed, and something does. Masts.
Lines. Shapes. Sky. All gave me pleasure today.
…in the Toronto Music Garden, off Queens Quay, between Spadina and Bathurst.
Happy Earth Day. I hope you found colour in your world too.
The [big, important] proposal is coming together; feeling better about it than anything I've done since I started this job last June. Tired though. Ready for it to be over.
Dinner tonight with Ceri. I heat up leftover turkey chilli I'd frozen in the freezer. While messing around in that freezer I found some leftover roasted peppers and onion, and added it to the chilli. We also had salad wth bocconcini and strawberries (marinated in lemon, lemon zest, oil and wine vinegar), and pita toasted in the oven with olive oil and rosemary.
It was delicious.
(Bed now – BEFORE eleven.)