| benign intent ( @ 2008-02-08 23:17:00 |
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| Entry tags: | dream, mood, work |
nothing much, but something
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I notice I'm more often fragile of mood, lately, but I notice my mood more lately, and have cycled back into a psyche self-evaluation period.
I need some sunshiny empty-headedness.
On the other hand, I like feeling creative, and my increased tendencies toward solitude lead to that, somehow.
I've been assaulted by story plotbunnies again, and wonder if I will actually do something about them while they're active, and I've been reading more [which is, indeed, very possible]; I haven't put my crocheting aside yet, though after Christmas the impulse usually goes dormant; the piano has been tuned and I dusted off a couple songs I used to play; I accomplish very little but write to-do lists filled with grand intentions.
All in all, I feel well. Just finding it of note that I feel anxious without cause and claustrophobic effects are higher than they were.
[I can't stand as peacefully in the shut-down-but-still-warm oven anymore. I also won't let it prevent me, so it seems I went in more rather than less often today. Stubborn XD ]
Work today ended well! I had little necessary to do, ended that with time to spare *gasp* and got to play around building icing roses with our store's cake decorator and another who is shadowing her to see the responsibilities involved to be moved (we think) to her own store. They boosted my ego and say they think I could decorate, also.
I'm not sure how much of my enjoyment is the novelty, or else I'd really be pursuing the attempt. Still, fun. ^_^
My latest dream involved driving southwest of my house through areas of greater countryside, headed somewhere for Katie. But I left my map at home, and *shrug* didn't know how to get where I was supposed to. I was fetched, instead. But no one really cared. Peaceful.