For the past couple of weeks I have been completely overwhelmed by high volumes of work. This is to the extent of having the sort of floppy feeling that you get when you just want to throw a tantrum because you're toddler legs are just far too tired to take even one more step without an ice cream and without an ice cream there is no love in the world.

I decided to distract myself from studying and do things useful for other reasons. Lets attach some climbing apparatus to the wall. I've put up shelves while supervised. No reason why I can't do this.

Something happened and the drill slipped and I made a hole that was a sort of triangle. Cue floppy tantrum feeling only worse than before.

Anyways it was father's day so I wrapped some presents in christmas wrapping paper and took my floppy self to see my family.

We went walkies with the dog in the park and bumped into lots of people we knew.

"what would have to happen for you to get that excited?" My Mum asks me referring to the dog chasing an invisible scent through the trees at a pace fast enough to create blur.

'I can get that excited' I think, but am unable to come up with an answer.

Initially this seems quite depressing. But actually having grown up in this society, where peeing yourself with happiness would be frowned upon, we have learned to only allow our tails to wag uncontrollably in our head. While playing it cool, having a laugh and maybe stating how good something is.

When I woke up today I had emerged from my black cloud and am able to list many things that would cos a similar degree of excitment in me. I might not run backwards and forwards banging my head off the trees. But that's only because society has taught me to laugh out loud or enjoy things quietly.

Having free memory in my camera on a night with a miraculous sunset.

When the wind is warm.

An amazing song coming on at a club.

Gigs and live music.

Running the home straight.

Executing the perfect kick, when the opponent hasn't even seen it.

Finishing a climbing route that I almost fell off.

Someone sending me a funny text.

Getting a letter from someone I haven't heard from in ages.

Playing a piece on the piano without making a mistake.

When my girl cuddles me first.

Helping a patient understand their difficulties.

Helping a friend.

Getting grown ups to chase me.

Catching a ball or frisbee.

Having a big drink of water after a long run in the park.

Curling up in bed between two warm bodies.

Getting my belly rubbed.

Having dinner.

Born of Two Mothers - December 07, 2009
Academic Angst - July 14, 2009
A Squooshin' - June 25, 2009
Emerging from a Black Cloud - June 22, 2009
Neighbours who know everything - May 21, 2009