I remember...

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I remember...
Not much actually. Lots of thoughts cross my mind but I am not int the mood to write about those memories, even if it is nothing special.
I do remember suddenly being up on the 15th floor of the NZ Police office building in Wellington. That floor housed the cafe and I was often there for a cup of coffee in the morning, meeting with my manager and enjoying the views over the harbour towards eastbourne. If it wasn't for work I could sit there for hours, watching the weather passing by. The cloud formations were often spectacular! But also when there wasn't a cloud in the sky it was the best place to be. The colour of the sea turned an emerald green that I've only ever seen in new zealand. It's beautiful and mesmerising.
That office building was one of just a few tall buildings In that area. Being up on the15th floor gave you the opportunity to look down on Thorndon and its heritage-listed houses with their interesting rooflines in a great variety of colours. Even better was it when the local girls college next door was on: there were pupils hanging about on the sports field and walking to and from different buildings, which from above looked very much like anything but not school buildings, being old and fascinating with all those nooks and crannies and verandahs. Sipping my cup of coffee high up in that building I often felt like being in a parallel universe, invisible.

- Evelyn