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For the first time in a long while I walked to work. And it was GREAT.

The view from my usual lookout spot was particularly fine, correctly presaging a mild, clear and glassy calm day.

Just like those days of May twenty years ago.

I turned and started walking down the hill... and at that moment the sun broached the Rimutaka Ranges, illuminating the road and houses in a golden glow that seemed to transmute them into a gentle hyperreality of enhanced possibility.

And yes, I _just happened_ to be listening to Sigur Rós, the music tracking this little moment of minor magic among the suburban ordinary.

Spoiled only slightly a few minutes later when the iPod battery ran out.

And so off to work I continued.