But you'll manage. And managing isn't just about surviving until tomorrow, it sometimes extends to looking forward to next week's tai chi lesson, or thinking about, hey, GASP is gonna be cool, and isn't the sky beautiful when it's clear, and the shape of dead gum trees against a sunset, or the texture of clouds just before it rains. It extends to the smell of dinner cooking, and the fun of conversations at work about last year's christmas party and who's gonna do what this year, and the feeling of being comfortable with yourself as you slouch against a door frame with your fingers wrapped around a warm mug of tea.
You manage because I know you notice these things, you notice the weird tightening chill of your skin after you haul your tired muscles out of the pool after a swim, you notice the coziness of curling up in bed with your laptop because you're not quite tired enough to sleep yet, and you had a really funky idea.
Pleasure's all about the short term. Happiness is fleeting, that's all it ever is. But if you notice it, you're half way there. And you notice. *grin* I've noticed you noticing.
So, yeah. Hold on. Heh. I'll even give you a backrub when I get down there in April-or-whenever-it-is.
And someone asked me a while ago about homes. Home, for me, is where the water is real, you know how the taps work, and where you sleep the right way.
Of course, that's extremely simplistic, but hey. It's fun. *G*
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I know.
Date: 2002-02-21 07:12 pm (UTC)You manage because I know you notice these things, you notice the weird tightening chill of your skin after you haul your tired muscles out of the pool after a swim, you notice the coziness of curling up in bed with your laptop because you're not quite tired enough to sleep yet, and you had a really funky idea.
Pleasure's all about the short term. Happiness is fleeting, that's all it ever is. But if you notice it, you're half way there. And you notice. *grin* I've noticed you noticing.
So, yeah. Hold on. Heh. I'll even give you a backrub when I get down there in April-or-whenever-it-is.
And someone asked me a while ago about homes. Home, for me, is where the water is real, you know how the taps work, and where you sleep the right way.
Of course, that's extremely simplistic, but hey. It's fun. *G*
Stay well, dudeling.