I meant to be posting, everyday, things I was grateful for until Thanksgiving. And now, on Saturday night, I am a few days behind. Not that I am any less grateful, just less productive, or perhaps a little less inclined to share these past few days. Sometimes this seems like a really inappropriately intimate medium. But then sometimes it seems perfectly germane.
I was sitting outside in the cold on the 9:30 ferry coming home on Thursday (on purpose – as sitting inside is garish, loud and above all MALodorous) watching Victoria Harbor’s lights go by. [See above, obv.] And I was struck by how unusual my life is in some ways. This skyline, or coastline, or reclaimed gelatinous marina, (take your pick) never fails to impress. And to have a city like Hong Kong at my disposal everyday is pretty amazing. Though I know I will not stay here and I feel it is a place that makes putting roots down very difficult, it is really cool to be right here, right now.
Being in a city, particularly one that is cold, around the holidays is thrilling… everything is electric, literally and figuratively – abuzz, as it were. And, save for sticking you finger in a light socket, I think palpable energy is a very cool thing. I am glad I am here. And I am grateful that Beijing perpetrated that ridiculous cloud seeding endeavor that people now credit with giving us all this wonky cold weather. I love that the PRC believes the weather is just one more thing to manipulate. Go China!
And it has been cold here, with humidity consistently below 50%, which is crackling dry in these parts. Add to that the wind and it seems positively (or negatively?) electric, even without the lights. I think the wind does energize me, and whether this is a scientifically sound concept or just my feeling is moot, standing in the wind has always given me a charge. Add to that the possibility for static electricity and – wowsa – We’re all electric.
Today the skies are clear and blue and it is cold and windy and holiday-like and work-infused, simultaneously. I am happy to be in Hong Kong and glad to be going away next week and relieved to know nothing is permanent. I am busy and feel lazy, have lots to do and nothing to say.
Polarity is defined as the presence or manifestation of two opposite or contrasting principles or tendencies. Bipolarity suggests they are simultaneously present – perhaps erratically so.
Contrary to what many might say, I think that’s cool.
For now.
My time coming, any day, don’t worry bout me, no
Been so long I felt this way, ain’t in no hurry, no
Rainbows end down that highway where ocean breezes blow
My time coming, voices saying, they tell me where to goDon’t worry bout me, no no, don’t worry bout me, no
And I’m in no hurry, no no no, I know where to go.













