Aug 02, 2002 16:27
Came home a bit dazed, got in, ate, and then began to feel depressed. Family (m& d and beno) were off immediatly to swim and I didn't feel I could. I'd scraped my hand this morning going up the steps to the station, and plus I was tired, and worreid about saturday as I've had many nightmare vibes from people's negative comments about how hard they are. But home alone just seemed to get me down. Then again, with a late lunch (approx 2:45) the body was probably still waiting for the sugar to kick in as I'm feeling better now.
I was trying to categorise to myself what the library makes me feel. Because it's not very anything. When I go into work, I don't drag my heels. When I get to the end of the day, I'm not desperate to leave, but I'm not averse to leaving. When I'm there, I don't feel down, I'm not over the moon but I'm not exactly totally bubbly happy. I like the chatting and I like that people are friendly. But I'm not overjoyed. I'm not exuberant. I'm just happy, content I think. Maybe that's it. Maybe that's the best thing to be. Extreme happiness fades, contentment... well that's a more balanced emotion. Although I keep forgetting to ask about pay. Which I must. As in what forms do I fill in? How much?
Can't think of other stuff. I worry for Red, and Bubblegum in Oz, that's about it.
hugs
red,
bubblegum,
library