Comfortable Disorientation

Soldiering on

I have a cold. It's just a cold but it's making me feel rotten.

I really, really want to be strong, stoic and uncomplaining about it.

.....I also really want people to notice and appreciate how stoic I'm being.

Freewheeling

I'm having such a wonderful week. 

No fieldwork, so more time.

Crisp, fresh new projects so I am zinging with ideas.

Lots of social time. Catching up with lovely, smart ladies that I don't see often enough.  Great conversation covering books, love, life, ambition & dreams.

Oh, and I'm reading Wilde's 'The Picture of Dorian Gray', handed to me by one of the aforementioned ladies.  I'm slightly outraged that I've never read it before, though perhaps the timing is perfect. Almost every paragraph has a perfectly crafted witticism, insight or provocation.  It seems eerily relevant to everything I'm interested in just now.

In transit

In the international nowhere of transfer.

Between time zones.

Officially on work time but realistically on holiday.

Physically my body is quivering with confusion,

But still I feel thrilled and elated.