I don't know why I'm so happy all of a sudden. Nothing in my life has been going significantly better, so where all this happiness comes from, I don't know. I'm not close to getting any. I haven't gotten better at my job. My friends still speak to me sporadically. I still don't have a car. And so on, and so forth.
It's just a level of contentment that I have seemed to reach. Wait, no, not a level...perhaps a temporary changing of my brain's chemistry, which will soon pass, and drop me back into my melancholy.
I wish I didn't have these womanly spikes of hormones or chemicals that alters my mood dramatically. I want to be one emotion all of the time. I don't want to be morose one week, and giddy the next.
Although it could explain why my friends only get in touch with me sporadically; they want to know which Chris they're going to get.
I don't know what I want, but I am happy when I get it.
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