a sense of enormous well-being
Sep. 27th, 2004 01:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I've just lost three more hours of tuition - one of my sociology students went to the Bahamas and has apparently decided not to come home. (I can see her point.) And my month-off-the-booze lasted all of three days, from Sunday until Wednesday when there was a chair-flinging brawl in the Chinese restaurant we were in, and I simply had to go and have a nice cold pint of cider to settle my nerves. (Purely medicinal, of course.)
I should probably be angsting wildly about my fast-disappearing job, the nastiness of London, being poor, having no willpower, not owning a sofa, etc etc. But instead I've been in a ridiculously good mood for days now. I'm thinking that really my life is great - filled with buzz and busyness and fascinating people and a constant power-hose flow of entertainment and information for me to lap up with all my senses. I may not be able to take the pace for ever, but right now it seems to me that one day in my house in the country as I sit with book in hand and cat on lap, listening to the birds singing, I'll be looking back on the London years with affection, not with a shudder.
I don't know why I feel this happy. There's no rational reason. It's all purely subjective, so I might as well just surf along on it while it lasts.
I should probably be angsting wildly about my fast-disappearing job, the nastiness of London, being poor, having no willpower, not owning a sofa, etc etc. But instead I've been in a ridiculously good mood for days now. I'm thinking that really my life is great - filled with buzz and busyness and fascinating people and a constant power-hose flow of entertainment and information for me to lap up with all my senses. I may not be able to take the pace for ever, but right now it seems to me that one day in my house in the country as I sit with book in hand and cat on lap, listening to the birds singing, I'll be looking back on the London years with affection, not with a shudder.
I don't know why I feel this happy. There's no rational reason. It's all purely subjective, so I might as well just surf along on it while it lasts.
no subject
Date: 2004-09-27 05:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-27 05:57 am (UTC)Today I'm feeling a bit gray, but I'll enjoy your cheer all the same.
We should meet up again sometime, coffee, tea, wine or beer?
no subject
Date: 2004-09-27 08:40 am (UTC)we should all spend the evening in a pub again. Soon.
no subject
Date: 2004-09-27 08:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-27 02:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-27 09:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-27 11:05 am (UTC)Get it yet? ;)
no subject
Date: 2004-09-27 11:10 am (UTC)Thank you! I'll be able to sleep tonight now :)
no subject
Date: 2004-09-27 01:21 pm (UTC)"So ... I have no flat, no man, no job, and no prospects. Even my cat has left me. I keep expecting misery, but all I'm getting is exhilaration - basking in the cold, clear air of absolute irresponsibility, knowing there is nothing else they can do to me.
If it weren't so utterly out of keeping with everything I've been taught, I'd have to conclude that this was happiness"
[Eva Johanson, as reported by Jeffrey Bernard]
Know the feeling well...
no subject
Date: 2004-09-27 02:43 pm (UTC)I do have a sofa, though, so I must be extra happy. You can come use it anytime you're in the Clapham area
Yayyy!
Date: 2004-09-28 05:44 am (UTC)I'm managing to drift in that zone occasionally atm - hope it lasts with you.