I have to often wonder if I'm manic depressant, or at least manic-normal (if there exists such a thing). I catch myself grinning and riding these extreme waves of contentment, pleased with everything that invades my senses or impends in the near future.
I try not to analyze that too much. If I'm sad, ie sad for a long period of time, hell yes it warrants some investigation. But elation and general well being should not be questioned, just ridden. So yes, it is one of those mornings. I got up at six a.m. and made some Espresso for Lauren and myself... good coffee and a good laugh to start the day off. She's into quality (one shot of espresso + sugary cream) while I'm into quantity (a bit of cream, a shot of espresso, a whole lot of water). She pedalled off to substitute and I pedalled off to grade papers... both of us caffeinated enough to set p.r.'s (personal records) on our way to work.
Papers are graded, time sheet is turned in, and I'm back at my favorite local hangout; killing some time and rubbing my chin over the latest New York Times crossword puzzle. I have no clue what the rest of the day holds, though I'll try to substitute this afternoon, but am not too worried about it. There's a distinguished lecturer at the college around noon; something about Finite Microscopy, which I may drop in on.... funny to think that I may be up there within a semester or two, clad in a shirt and tie and GAP chinos trying my darndest to assert some form of intellect and professionalism. I'll let you know when that is, so you can come and laugh at my awkward change of character.
I've a lot to share regarding my new pursuits. It's almost as if I've realized my ignorance in a few areas of life and am hungry for knowledge. More on that later.
