ok, so i figured out exactly what to do to make myself happy this weekend but i figured it out too late. the weekend's over and i have to wake up at an unspeakable hour tomorrow. yet, here i am at a littl epast 9pm and i've figured it all out. laying in bed, my good woman is at work for the next few hours, i am reading michio kaku's so-far-quite-awesome book "physics of the impossible" and i am trying to get ideas on how to make my lesson plan fascinating for my students tomorrow. i am well fed and watered and my cats wander and sleep around me. this is the best it gets. it sounds sad when i write it but i dont mean it that way, it's awesome, really. but i do realize that it is a fleeting moment and that's the irony of knowing its too late when you figure it out. see, happiness is not a static thing, it must be developed or worked towards or even stumbled upon but it cannot be kept willfully.
ok, well, it made more sense when i conceptualized it than when i tried to write it.
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