Jump for my love

The one thing I like about the weeks when I start work at 7am is being able to experience the sun rise on the way in. It’s very pretty.

This morning on the way in, I’d taken my camera with me and stopped off at the Symonds Street overbridge to take some long-exposure photos of motorway traffic.

I found a good vantage point between two large signs. It gave me a nice view of one of the sections of road and gave a nice inky blue sky towards Newmarket.

I mucked around with the settings and took a few photos until I was satisfied with what I’d taken. I turned to leave when I realised there was a man standing by me. He looked like he wanted to say something, so I took a headphone out to hear.

“I was just seeing if you were all right,” he said. I realised that because there were the big motorway signs on either side of me, he would have been unable to see my camera. All he would have seen was a person sort of leaning towards the motorway at a time when most people are still in bed.

Having just taken some choice photos that captured and beauty and splendour of Auckland, I was in an anything but suicidal mood. I could see that he was just trying to be a really really good Samaritan, but I started laughing at the silliness of the situation.

I told him what I’d been doing, thanked him for his concern and continued on to work.

Then I realised that while I’d been taking photos and talking to the man, a Leonard Cohen song had been playing on my iPod.

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