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First morning in winter time I thought I could become this new early-waking kind of person. Then yesterday I stared at the clock at work all day, picked a fight in the evening. Today I woke up still angry and sleepy. Dark morning, in the office all day, walking home in the rain, dark again. And November hasn’t even started.

Number one on my wishlist right now: Coffee Breaks. You know the ones when you are not guiltily staring at the clock. The totally non productive ones where you talk complete nonsense standing outside in the cold, bad coffee in papercups. The ones that produce the best ideas or at least funny conversations. Way too little of those. Makes me angry. Makes me want to take up smoking.

So section one on the happy designer manifesto (the current working title of my BA thesis): Coffee breaks.

Happy six months gluten free!

It is difficult to describe how much better life is these days; I am already forgetting how lousy I felt before. But this I remember feeling:

On the third day without gluten, I looked up and realized I was clear. It was as though I had been wearing smudgy contacts for years, and someone had just cleaned them for me. I’ve been in a brain fog for years. Years. And now, I feel clear. -gluten free girl

I feel clear.
And happy.

…
if this should be, i say if this should be-
you of my heart, send me a little word;
that i may go unto him, and take his hands,
saying, Accept all happiness from me.
Then shall i turn my face, and hear one bird
sing terribly afar in the lost lands.

(Some days one needs a little poetry.)

I don’t mind that it is autumn already, time for new work, new beginnings. I went to yoga class today, after probably a six months hiatus. I keep having this feeling that as long as I make time for yoga, everything else in my life will fall into place. Do you have something like that in your life?

Turning clocks to summertime, cooking new foods, it feels like a real spring when there is sun. Today is a gray day, the kind you want to spend on a sofa wrapped into a blanket, and a third day of mysterious searing joint pain. Or not so mysterious, perhaps. But today there were also the best pancakes of my life, lots of coffee and magazines.

On most other days I’ve been feeling well. And not just well, but better than ever in my life. Dreaming vivid dreams in the night. Feeling awake before my morning coffee. No fighting off sleep after every meal. A couple of days ago I laughed so hard my stomach hurt (in a good way), tears streaming down my face, because I just couldn’t stop laughing once I got started. I think it’s been years since I laughed like that. I hope there is more where that came from.

Enough is enough.
I couldn’t agree more.

(some Vilnius pics up.)

listening: kt tunstall-someday soon, feeling quiet.

I think it’s time to put myself away
Seek out a little silence
Close the doors and sit a while
Walk a little

I’ve been feeling quiet.

Tomorrow is buy nothing day. Here’s some hints on how to spend the day. My family is also doing buy nothing Christmas, or something pretty close to it.

P.S. Also addicted to Sad Song, by Room Eleven. Hope to see them play sometime.