Patchwork puddles

It took much less time than usual to get in to Victoria Quay this morning. I usually allow plenty of time, so I was more than an hour early! Time for a cup of coffee, and to prepare for my meeting at 10am.

As I walked out from Ocean Terminal, I could hardly tell the sky from the ground, with the sun peaking out from behind the Scottish Government building, reflected by the damp paving.

I have a lot of thoughts in my head at the moment. Life doesn't seem to be changing very fast, but perhaps my perception of it is shifting. I don't really know what I mean when I write that. But I have a sense that soon I may find myself in the right place at the right time. So for now I'll keep stumbing towards the sun.