So summer break is over.
It served, as it does every year, to remind me of just what a paradise I live in. Just take a short 4 hour drive out of the busiest city in the country and this is what you’re rewarded with.
Coopers Beach, Doubless Bay, Northland. Pure New Zealand magic.
Every time I go there I get bombarded with memories. I have collected 3 decades worth now. That can be overwhelming. There are traditions that have been going on since the beginning, and other ones that we are creating for the future as things change.
When I leave I always have this feeling of sadness and nostalgia. I spend the drive home thinking about my past and the things that I can’t have back. I cried for a lot of them on that beach, but not as many as I laughed for.
As we hit the city I leave behind my year and all the things that I won’t be needing anymore.
It’s 2007. Here’s to more crapping on about nothing.