i'm draggin'

[fflo]

and i don't mean that i'm wearing a suit & tie


What's with today, and how horribly slow it is? Could the hollow feeling I have be entirely about being without my fun houseguests, or is there an element of those scratchy ol' heartbroken blues, with the needle stuck in the record and the same refrains repeating, jarringly, so much that it seems the record will never end? (Okay, I'll just answer it: yes, there is. An element. Of that.)


Got a little more freelance work today, at least, so that's good. Have to do it now, though, which is less good.

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Yeah, not too long ago I quoted Linus in here, the wise Peanut, who had a page in "Happiness Is . . . " on which he's pictured smiling with a calendar with a date thereupon circled; the message is "Happiness Is . . . having something to look forward to." I suppose it was Chas. S. who said it, not Linus, but whatever: I knew the first time I saw that one, back at age 5 or 6, that it was True True True, and I think of it often in times like these.

But potential let-down after a happy thing is not a downside of a happy thing, you know? Just like it's a little crazy to think, say, that it's good to have a headache cuz then you feel so good later just to feel "normal." I mean, life has its downs, and maybe they can be appreciated for their part in our enjoyment of the ups---and certainly we don't want to curtail the ups because they will be followed by downs. Not unless the swings get too big, right?

Hope the world at the store is good to you tonight. It may not be terribly stimulating, but at least it's the outside world without the husband or the kid, right?