Midsummer: blow, winds, blow...

Yesterday was Midsummer's Day. Currently the weather is far from summery, with wind, rain and grey skies. I am thinking about what I want to do with the next five years of my life, and things I would like to write about. I ponder the idea of going by myself to New Zealand for three weeks in November, and waver from enthusiasm to uncertainty. It is the 50th anniversary of New Zealand's Volunteer Service Abroad organisation, and on November 10th they are holding a dinner for returned volunteers, in Wellington. I would like to go, but think I must find other objectives for such a trip: people to talk with about potential work, writing projects etc. Shall I go? I do not know yet.