For the first time in 13 months...I am happy. Yes, right now, since 5:20 this afternoon, I can't find anything to be unhappy about. The reasons for this are clear to me:
- I had a supervision about a student's writing, and I love supervisions about writing. Plus, it was my first supervision, and it went well.
- I am back from the States. There was nothing awful about my trip there, but I'm just incredibly glad not to be there anymore.
- I have been long-listed for a job here, as in, here at Cambridge! Long-listed really just means they want to see a writing sample, but, still, it's the first time I've made it past the initial application stage for an English job, so it's a huge step. Plus, I figure that long-listed at Cambridge might mean short-listed at other places...
- I'm wearing a cute dress, in which I look good, and I have received a number of compliments on it. AND I look slim.
- My lip gloss looks good.
I have not achieved perfect happiness - I think I'd need one or two more ingredients for that - but perfect happiness is also rather much to ask for. After 13 months, I'll take just plain old happy. Yes, I will!
I'm actually happy enough that I'd like to kiss someone. Maybe even everybody.
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