I am happy with the smallest things. And I mean happy - there is no need for a better adjective, I just mean schoolkid happy. Same goes with excitement. Today, I was happy and excited to have found the perfect lip gloss for myself - perfect shade, taste, smell and sun protection too. This discovery was, perhaps, the crowning moment to a blissful two hours spent outside.
In college I loved to go on "picnics" by myself. The most memorable picnic was the one that put an end to picnics with one really bad burger from CCD and diluted Tang provided by yours truly. So, in an effort to rekindle old habits, I began my two hours of bliss with a picnic in Millennium Park - I enjoyed a cupcake while sitting on a bench, looking at all the tourists and summer madness. It was too hot to enjoy for long and consequently, I went and bought myself a sandwich at Pret. Yum! Perhaps the sandwich makes it on the next picnic. I sat at the corner table and enjoyed a conversation with myself - it was December 2013 and I was taking about my trip to France, how much I enjoyed my job and the life I had built. I laughed about hating hiking, how I had finally learned to drive and swim and consequently being able to run too! I had a great time. I am an excellent conversationalist.
I promise you I am not crazy. I truly love going to lunch or dinner by myself (and I always like the quiet table in the corner). I enjoy watching movies by myself too. Especially if no one else is interested in watching them - Little Zizou comes to mind. These are just some of the small things that give me pleasure. Others include walking into a bookstore not to buy books but just smell them (I love the smell of old books), buying gifts for myself (I don't mean shopping sprees for clothes or shoes; my gifts are usually books, individually wrapped with little cards of encouragement of praise), walking in the rain, staring at traffic, talking to myself, looking at pictures of flowers online (I don't think I'd be able to handle the flowers dying if I actually went out and bought some), recognizing a favorite song on the radio or in any public place. Maybe there are other activities that don't come to mind right now. When I was younger I made birthday cards for myself. I don't do that any more otherwise I would have added it to the list.
There is no point really. Today is just the happiest I have been in a long time. And it is all because of me. I wanted to make a note of that in case I forget tomorrow.
P.S. The cupcake was allowed on account of it being a picnic. The ban on sugar is still on.
P.P.S. My current favorite flowers are tulips. No one has ever sent me flowers. I think the closest anyone came to giving me any flowers was when the _ came to visit me and said he intended to buy flowers for me on the way. I have always maintained that flowers are a waste of money but the more time I spend in monochrome, the more I appreciate flowers. And I have cherished the _'s intention to buy me flowers as much as I would have cherished the real flowers. Perhaps more.
In college I loved to go on "picnics" by myself. The most memorable picnic was the one that put an end to picnics with one really bad burger from CCD and diluted Tang provided by yours truly. So, in an effort to rekindle old habits, I began my two hours of bliss with a picnic in Millennium Park - I enjoyed a cupcake while sitting on a bench, looking at all the tourists and summer madness. It was too hot to enjoy for long and consequently, I went and bought myself a sandwich at Pret. Yum! Perhaps the sandwich makes it on the next picnic. I sat at the corner table and enjoyed a conversation with myself - it was December 2013 and I was taking about my trip to France, how much I enjoyed my job and the life I had built. I laughed about hating hiking, how I had finally learned to drive and swim and consequently being able to run too! I had a great time. I am an excellent conversationalist.
I promise you I am not crazy. I truly love going to lunch or dinner by myself (and I always like the quiet table in the corner). I enjoy watching movies by myself too. Especially if no one else is interested in watching them - Little Zizou comes to mind. These are just some of the small things that give me pleasure. Others include walking into a bookstore not to buy books but just smell them (I love the smell of old books), buying gifts for myself (I don't mean shopping sprees for clothes or shoes; my gifts are usually books, individually wrapped with little cards of encouragement of praise), walking in the rain, staring at traffic, talking to myself, looking at pictures of flowers online (I don't think I'd be able to handle the flowers dying if I actually went out and bought some), recognizing a favorite song on the radio or in any public place. Maybe there are other activities that don't come to mind right now. When I was younger I made birthday cards for myself. I don't do that any more otherwise I would have added it to the list.
There is no point really. Today is just the happiest I have been in a long time. And it is all because of me. I wanted to make a note of that in case I forget tomorrow.
P.S. The cupcake was allowed on account of it being a picnic. The ban on sugar is still on.
P.P.S. My current favorite flowers are tulips. No one has ever sent me flowers. I think the closest anyone came to giving me any flowers was when the _ came to visit me and said he intended to buy flowers for me on the way. I have always maintained that flowers are a waste of money but the more time I spend in monochrome, the more I appreciate flowers. And I have cherished the _'s intention to buy me flowers as much as I would have cherished the real flowers. Perhaps more.
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