back at terrigal, hordes of people out in the morning sunshine supernova, that autumn light blinds and bounces, it collides and explodes in consequences, time warps and detours. i follow my flow down to the cafe and grab myself a take away coffee. the waves crash at my feet as i position myself , big beautiful perfect shapes and sounds. everything here is in harmony.  coffee tastes good, i watch the horizon, some intergalactic transmissions are received.

everything speeds up now. i slow it down to snails pace, move through the speed. relativity calls me from florida and we discuss the idea of boats, key west i say. but i am quite happy sitting here, bathed in light, smothered in sound, receiving the signal. 

as i head home i notice my driving has changed, i'm slow, a cruising relaxed slow. soaking it all in. no need for speed now. i have time.

back at mission control i sit on the balcony, stretch out with my book, 'the luminous dead' and wonder about why people would go caving on other planets let alone in the earth.