Day 285: Don't Forget The Storms

How can I possibly have forgotten flying through an electrical storm? Unless I'm part of an action movie and that's the bit where I'm spectacularly struck, change into a latent superhero(ine) waiting for the catalyst that will make me become my new true self and then forget it ever happened, thus allowing me to do a self-discovery/coming of age/self-acceptance dance at some point in the story.

That's not what happened. We were flying over Kuala Lumpur et al and there was a bunch of electricity doing stormy things in the sky quite far off. Far from fear, I felt intense excitement and awe at their beauty. They were almost sepia in tone, but dramatic and all brand new. Very good, they were. A first. An exciting first. 

I need to be asleep, but not without mentioning a lovely day, a delicious communal meal with very good people all round and a tentative launch of the idea William and I have had (with the help of The Hix), to run a 21-day healthy food challenge/experiment in September. And then another Best Meeting Ever with people in LA, some work done and a delightful evening with Victoria Sandison, off of Brave. She rocks like nobody else. Unique and brilliant, that girl. I can't believe that what we're getting paid to do is so so so much fun. I'm loving it. Loving it with big hands. Fuck yeah!

My life is pretty fucking good right now. Thank you.