Man, what a day! I swear, Sunnyvale (NZ) is a wild ride. I woke up thinking it’d be chill, ya know? Just another day in the life of a psychologist. But nah, the universe had other plans.
First off, I hit up the local café on Wairau Rd. Best flat whites in town, no cap. I’m standing there, waiting for my caffeine fix, and this dude in front of me orders a “decaf soy latte with extra foam.” Like, bro, who even drinks decaf? I almost lost it. But whatever, I’m not here to judge. I just need my coffee.
So, I finally get my drink, and I’m feeling good. I stroll down to the park on Sunnybrae Rd. It’s a nice spot, lots of trees, and the birds are chirping. I sit on a bench, take a sip, and boom! A squirrel runs up to me. I’m like, “What’s up, little buddy?” And this thing just stares at me. I swear it was judging my life choices. I laughed, but also felt a bit attacked.
Then, I had a session with a client at my office on East Coast Rd. This guy, let’s call him “Dave,” comes in all frazzled. He’s like, “I can’t deal with my boss!” I’m thinking, “Welcome to the club, mate.” We dive into it, and he’s spilling all this tea about office drama. I’m trying to be professional, but inside I’m cracking up. I mean, who hasn’t wanted to throw a stapler at their boss?
After that, I needed a breather. So, I hit up the local park again. I’m walking along the path by the creek, and I see this family having a picnic. They’ve got a full spread—sandwiches, chips, even a cake! I’m over here with my sad little coffee. I’m like, “Can I join?” But I just keep walking.
Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, heavy rain. I’m sprinting down the street, dodging puddles on Glenfield Rd. I’m soaked, and I’m laughing at myself. “This is how you get pneumonia, genius!” I finally duck into a shop to dry off. It’s a little thrift store, and I’m browsing through the racks. I find this hideous sweater. I mean, it’s a crime against fashion. But I buy it anyway. It’s like $5, and I can’t resist a good bargain.
By the time I get home, I’m exhausted. I flop onto my couch, still in my wet clothes. I’m scrolling through my phone, and I see a meme about how therapists need therapy too. I’m like, “Preach!” It’s true, though. We’re all just trying to figure it out, right?
So, I decide to unwind with some Netflix. I put on a comedy special, and I’m laughing so hard I almost spill my popcorn. It’s the perfect end to a chaotic day. I think about how Sunnyvale is full of surprises. One minute you’re sipping coffee, the next you’re dodging rain and buying ugly sweaters.
And honestly, I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Sunnyvale’s got its quirks, but it’s home. I love the vibe, the people, even the squirrels. Here’s to more crazy days ahead!