Tonight on the wheel of fortune
Oct. 6th, 2005 12:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
constanceYou know how the last couple of days before you go on vacation, you have one hundred and seventeen things to do to make sure your desk is cleared and that your unfinished work will not lead directly to the onset of the apocalypse? But somehow you can't seem to get too worked up about it? And you do the work because you're expected to and you always do what's expected of you, but secretly you feel this golden mellow glow that has nothing to do with the work you're accomplishing? And at some point you realize that really the apocalypse can start on your desk next week if it absolutely has to and you won't be too fussed about it because you are going to be spending the next week of your life throwing it down in the Blue Ridge Mountains and giggling with with one of your most beloved and most-missed people in the world?
Or maybe I'm projecting.
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I'm having a good day today. The weather is rainy; I love rainy weather anyway, and there's been too little of it this year so far, but for the first time since the dog days of summer whomped me upside the head, this grey weather feels as cool as it looks, and that makes it better. And for some reason, maybe just because I've had New Orleans on my mind lately, who knows why, I've been thinking about how much I adored working on rainy days when I worked in a skyscraper. Have you ever watched a storm from the seventeenth floor? If you haven't and you ever have the chance: it is not to be missed, I promise. It is astonishing. I always thought that rain just, you know, fell, vertically or at an angle if there was wind, but anyway in a straight line from cloud to ground. But it isn't that way at all. On the seventeenth floor, the rain swirls and drifts up in little gusts of wind, raindrops hover and float and I suppose that they really are following a complicated algorithmical pattern that makes perfect scientific sense, but I swear that it doesn't look like that at all, it looks magical, like one of those little throwaway moments of perfect beauty in a Miyazaki film.
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And also, more prosaically but as a sort of final bonus, I found two pairs of Doc Martens that I've been eyeing for months to meet my winter-shoe mary-jane needs, and got both pairs for less than one would have cost me, and so all these things together right now are why I happen to be feeling like a woman for whom life is just at the moment (and for no reason except that things do sometimes happen this way) going exactly right.
How's your day going, your workload, your weather, your mellow factor?
Or maybe I'm projecting.
:::
I'm having a good day today. The weather is rainy; I love rainy weather anyway, and there's been too little of it this year so far, but for the first time since the dog days of summer whomped me upside the head, this grey weather feels as cool as it looks, and that makes it better. And for some reason, maybe just because I've had New Orleans on my mind lately, who knows why, I've been thinking about how much I adored working on rainy days when I worked in a skyscraper. Have you ever watched a storm from the seventeenth floor? If you haven't and you ever have the chance: it is not to be missed, I promise. It is astonishing. I always thought that rain just, you know, fell, vertically or at an angle if there was wind, but anyway in a straight line from cloud to ground. But it isn't that way at all. On the seventeenth floor, the rain swirls and drifts up in little gusts of wind, raindrops hover and float and I suppose that they really are following a complicated algorithmical pattern that makes perfect scientific sense, but I swear that it doesn't look like that at all, it looks magical, like one of those little throwaway moments of perfect beauty in a Miyazaki film.
:::
And also, more prosaically but as a sort of final bonus, I found two pairs of Doc Martens that I've been eyeing for months to meet my winter-shoe mary-jane needs, and got both pairs for less than one would have cost me, and so all these things together right now are why I happen to be feeling like a woman for whom life is just at the moment (and for no reason except that things do sometimes happen this way) going exactly right.
How's your day going, your workload, your weather, your mellow factor?
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Date: 2005-10-07 03:43 am (UTC)I'm glad your laptop has finally returned to you. :x I hope you enjoy your vacation.
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Date: 2005-10-07 02:42 pm (UTC)I've been meaning to change my icons for a while, but I was lazy and then I didn't have my fulltime computer, and now whenever I look at my icons they just please me. I'm glad they do you too!
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Date: 2005-10-07 09:52 am (UTC)Hello!
Date: 2005-10-07 02:45 pm (UTC)*buys you gallons of iced tea and sits you in front of a really good air conditioner*