LITTLE
MOMENTS IN REALITY.
Week One,
January 2013
Bright
birdcall awakened the day to a promise of rising temperatures. Leaping out of
bed, Ginny takes a shower then proceeds to try on three different outfits.
Wanting to dress for comfort, she settles for a cool, lemon cotton that she last
wore in the jungles of Malaysia. She assures herself that ‘this will do’.
Making sure she has keys, sunglasses, hanky and a good book, her timing for the
early train is just right. Packing a ladyfinger banana and a juicy orange for
the two and a half hour train trip down from the mountains, Ginny heads off for
her day in the city.
It’s the
first week of a new year and on this special day she meets with her son for
news and lunch. As his office is near Central Railway Station, it’s an easy
amble along Harris Street, taking time to witness the assortment of people
speaking in tongues from all over the planet. Faces marked with ties to far
distant lands laugh and banter with significant others in a sunny Sydney
way. A promised heat is just beginning to rise off the pavement.
The grey,
modern office block looks strangely deserted as she enters the portal. Riding
up to the forth floor, she wonders at the associated businesses housed in its
interior. What does the Research of Choice entail? Such an ultra glam office,
whisper-thin receptionist with a polite smile allows her eyes to glaze over as
Ginny exits the lift.
Ginny
takes the hidden staircase to the fifth floor. This staircase is painted in
levels of green, blue then ochre. One feels that the space is purifying the
mind in a silent meditation as the levels take legs upwards. She ascends to the
top and opens the door.
Inside the
atmosphere is serene. Calmness prevails as earnest heads pursue the world of
the matrix. She has entered computer heaven. Earnest devotees work wonders in
code as rows of computers nestle against a backdrop of skyscrapers. Here they
create apps for iphones, games for television shows, and software for building
computer wizardry. This is their chosen domain.
Taking
timeout from his busy world Morgan and Ginny, bid adieu to the office folk and
descend to the world of the street. They walk around until they find a German
restaurant where they know the food is tasty and ample. “Succulent pork belly
and Weiner Schnitzel washed down with German ale on such a hot day’, says the
son with a grin. The subtle oak paneling and the cool interior remind
Ginny of Bavaria and the pine forests of Europe. She likes the warmth of this
family place. Her ancient Germanic ancestry delights in the aromas wafting
around the pretty pink waitress.
Only now,
in the quiet, comfortable room do they speak of careful matters. Their minds
connect in agreement and they share their experience of the past year. ‘Now I
have a computer game on the shelves’, explains Morgan. ’It’s awesome after six
years of work.’
He tells
her of his plans for a new home in the inner city. She tells him of her latest
painting and her new life in the mountains.
Leaving
the cool interior of the German eatery, they come to the heat on Parramatta
Road. Her son suggests, ‘Let’s catch a cab’. The driver comes from
Liberia and is impressed by the mother-son pair. He tells them of his mother,
and how he rings her every week,’ so that she will not worry about my safety in
a strange land.’
Back in
the office, Morgan looks up the times for a movie. IMAX at Darling Harbour is
showing 'The Hobbit’ and Ginny hasn’t seen it yet. An air-conditioned theatre
space sounds like a Sydney opportunity to enjoy this movie fantasy. What an
immense look at a Hobbit adventure!
As the day
draws to a close, Ginny hops on the light rail that delivers her to Country
Central Railway Station just in time to catch the train back home to the top of
the mountains. It’s a grand ride because she is entertained by the brilliance
of the western sunset and, of course, the good book that is, of course, ’The
Hobbit’.
