January 8 grey

It’s raining , first time I’ve seen it happen other than a brief thunderstorm in August . Its eerily still , quiet , really quiet , unusual . Distant sirens can be heard through the pitter patter , there’ll be plenty of accidents out there today . Here it feels like we’ve been bordered off from the rest of LA.I like it , just walked down to the pier . Metallic , haze , foreboding . A storm is approaching , the ocean is calm but there’s a hint of change , lines on the horizon are visible and semi rideable waves are starting to show . There’s talk of 1 to 3 inches of rain tonight and tomorrow. I’l believe it when I see it . The jet lag has hit us with a delayed effect . 1st night we all slept well , last night … not so . We had to wake the kids up , they are tired . School has started , no easing into it over here . It’s back to work . I felt sorry for the kids and Emma . Myself … I felt guilty . I’ve gotta start moving , exercising , mapping out my future , but I’m stuck in my apartment , sheltering from the drizzle . Hiding from the real world .The weather has given me respite , galvanised my need to hibernate. ….. For now i’l stay low , but you can’t run and hide forever