Cheerful
I have been unaccountably cheerful for no clear reason this morning.
A few of the factors that might've contributed:
- Still enjoying Cold Comfort Farm (the book) quite a bit (am about halfway through); it keeps making me laugh.
- Pleasing political news—the DADT stuff I mentioned last entry, the Illinois civil unions stuff I haven't gotten around to posting about.
- Singing “Gaudeamus Hodie” (which always makes me smile) in the shower and getting nice bass resonances.
- Bougainvillea flowers outside my living room.
- My lawn is looking really nice lately, thanks to Twig.
- I keep being struck by the vivid orange and red and yellow leaves on trees around here. I don't think of us as normally getting fall colors, but maybe I just haven't paid enough attention in previous years, 'cause they're pretty nice.
- After a few years of relative paucity of SH stories being reprinted, we're seeing five of them reprinted in the two Year's Bests whose contents have been announced so far.
- Catchy music on the radio on the way to work. I suppose it is wrong of me to like Taylor Swift's songs as much as I do.
- Tasty beets at lunch.
Interestingly, I think the good mood came first, and the above items are just reinforcing it.
I can imagine a day almost exactly like today in which I started out in a bad mood and either didn't notice the above items at all or saw them as tiny bright spots in an otherwise bad day. I got off to a late start again; the sky is gray and gloomy; there's too much on my to-do list. . . . There are all sorts of things that, if my mood were bad, I might use as evidence to myself that today is a Bad Day with some small bright spots.
But looked at through the lens of a mysterious good mood, today appears to be a Good Day with some minor flaws.
