1) I don't have internet access at my current place of residence.
2) It seems that working at the circulation desk in a public library (as opposed to an academic one) actually involves circulation. Moreover, the other duties I have at my new workplace are mostly unassociated with a computer. Thus, I no longer have time to kill and or the ability to technologically "multi-task".
3) It wasn't until just this past week that I felt like I had anything worthwhile to say to humanity. The predominant effect of first/early second trimester pregnancy, for me, seems to have been very bad grumpiness. Now, the grumpiness wasn't even the normal form of grumpiness for me - i.e. unreasonable anger showered upon people and objects associated with what would be, objectively, minor annoyances. That's my normal kind of grumpiness - it's dumb, but it's fleeting. This was a wierd, very foreign kind of grumpiness that rarely or never seemed to come forth as a spark of anger, but caused a deep skepticism and resultant disinterest in the world at large. I think it's as close to being a melancholic as I've ever come. I now pity all melancholics very deeply. Your lives must really suck.
More later.
And in order: 1. My final end, the sum and source of all that is good. He whom I was created to know, love and serve. The one, the only, GOD. 2. The love of my life, whom I treasure and adore. I will never cease to wonder at the gift God has given to me in granting me his love and companionship. 3. Gilbert Keith Chesterton - his ideas, his writings, his life, his philosophy, and most importantly, his common sense.
About Me
- Emily
- "You shall know the truth and the truth shall make you odd." — Flannery O'Connor
4 comments:
i'm glad your spell of melancholy is passed. though, being somewhat melancholic myself, i can say that it's really not that bad all the time...
+1
We who are born that way don't consider ourselves bad off, perhaps because we don't know what it is to be bubbly and cheerful :)
Thanks for the commisseration... but I'm glad you're feeling a little more human?
What you're describing sounds like a melancholic on a bad day (which sometimes happen a lot, speaking for myself). But, as someone said before, it's not always that bad :D.
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