last night was a lazy night. people swam and i read on the beach. we started the slow drive home. we listened to jazz and the moon looked like a copper penny. sometimes coming back into the city is like seeing it for the first time. it's kind of new and fresh. i didn't fall to sleep until it was late. i took the bus to work this morning and there was a heavy fog on the harbour. the only thing that existed was the bus and the bridge. it looked as if we were part of another universe where the road ahead is only being drawn a few steps ahead of you.