What a stormy week it's been here! I just love it!

This past Monday, there was a huge rainfall and there were flooded areas all over the city. I was lucky in that there wasn't too much inconvenience in my area however, when I arrived for a meeting at the other campus, the road was like a small lake. This was mainly due to leaves clogging up the street drains. By the time I left to return to MY office, it was being clear and the road was clearer.

Actually, I really enjoyed riding through the huge puddle on the double-decker bus. It was a really good thing that we weren't in one of those annoying Smart Cars...

It rained for most of the week actually, which wasn't a problem for me. I love rain. We had a bit of sunshine yesterday, in fact, for a while there it felt a little weird. I kind of forgot what that shiny white globe in the sky actually was. After all, winter is soon upon us so we might as well get used to it.

Today, is an especially wonderful day. It's really windy. So windy, in fact, that they have cancelled two ferries to the mainland. I can't help thinking that it's lucky that I went last weekend and not this one! I might not have got there...

Stormy weather is something I really love. I'm not sure if it's because that's what it feels like inside my head all of the time or what. Actually, for the most part, it's because I feel really tiny compared to the power of nature that dictates our lives. It's comforting to know that there are some times that I don't have to feel in control. It's always been a problem for me because things have to be just right and I must be the puppet-master of things around me. While I have improved in my "old age", I sometimes feel the need to "control" the results of situations.

The truth is, I know that I cannot control nature and in a way, that is very comforting.

I've been thinking a lot about independence. Being the oldest child in a family, the oldest becomes the most independent because they don't have the luxury of having siblings around. They must learn to amuse themselves and keep life interesting. The down side to this is that we inevitably become extremely independent and never know when to ask for help. Or when to accept help...

For guys, this trait seems to work well because, as far as social constructs go, they need to be strong and able to stand on their own. For girls though, it is the opposite. We learn not to need things from others and thus it looks like we are strong enough to stand on our own. Sure, it's great to be independent but it makes it hard for us to be "girls". It makes it difficult in relationships too. I find that, the older I get, the less independent I want to be. There comes a time when one wants to let down the walls and have someone look after them. Sometimes, independence isn't all it's cracked up to be. I don't really know but it must also be tough for guys who don't always want to be all strength and machismo...

However, that's just my thought for this week. If I weren't so busy, I'd put on my jacket and go out and play in the wind. Perspective, fueled by storms, is a magical thing!

Have a great weekend everyone! It's a long weekend here and so hopefully there is a good chance of getting time to "play" in storms