What a drab day. Wet and cold. It’s the second day of winter in Canberra. As I waited for the light to go green, I longed for a warm and dry home where my blanket and books await, for multiple mugs of hot tea and some honey to ease my tickling throat, and for a chance to catch up on my sleep after a long week. There is a lot for one person to dream while waiting for the red light to turn green.