my monkied brain (katekat1010) wrote,
my monkied brain

Wow. Ok, time does fly.

It doesn't really fly, but skitters and skims, with weird hitches.  There was the hour this morning that seemed like it would never end, and then there's the fact that I looked up at 10 tonight and realized three days had passed in the blink of an eye.  It's like watching the sunset tonight - at first the sky was filled with the kind of golden light I thought I'd only see in Italy, and it seemed like it would last forever.  But two puffs from a cigarette later the uplit clouds and the soft golden emphasis of the leaves on the trees and the pink buds of the flowers were suddenly gone, fading softly into the darker blue of twilight.

Golden moments. Ha.  They really do happen.

I feel very zenned out about the whole world, perhaps because I'm back doing office work, because there's something oddly zen about doing someone else's work, not having to engage the subjects in the same way as school.  It helps that what I used to do, all that time management, phone voice, organization and responsibility about work -- I do all of that so well.  Those skills, apparantly, don't go away.  Instead I amaze the boss; I snap into that polished phone voice that cajoles exactly what I need and leaves a pleasant taste in my mouth; I GET THINGS DONE.  Or perhaps because we spent the weekend just piffing around, ignoring responsibility and social engagements, doing exactly nothing for three or so days.

Either way, summer kicks ass.

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