25/11
Outside it's gray and rainy and the snow has melted away completely, I've got a few things I should get done, but for some reason life feels great and easy anyway. I've got that nice feeling that I can get things I should do done, some kind of energy from an unknown source. It's a feeling of enjoying everyday life, being able to float along in it and make things happen in an easy, relaxed way. It certainly can't be because of the weather ... Not long and relaxing sleep either, got to bed too late for that, and also I've got this itching place on the back of my head, and I half-wake from scratching it too much once a night. Just feeling strangely fine (great album title that by the way) ... And here I sit complaining about feeling good, we humans are odd things indeed ...
I think this mouse needs some cleaning, it's losing precision ... Ought to get one of these optical things, I can't really see how they'd manage gather any amount of dust. That'd be the prefect thing for this far-from-dustfree home ...
I am feeling a bit tired after all, perhaps a nap would be in place soon. After all, I won't be able to go to bed until after Sen kväll med Luuk and Southpark (no, you can't skip things like that!). I like feeling a bit tired when I have no special work to do, I get a lot of ideas and thoughts when I'm in bed (thoughts which often are forgotten since I don't make enough notes ...). And when you're just about to fall asleep this feeling of being relaxed and having thoughts that are quite unclear in their logic yet seem to fit together is very nice.
Not too nice to almost fall asleep when you shouldn't though. You start to lose focus on things, then you twitch and all sounds seem to come back without you having noticed them going away in the first place... Always happens during those darn afternoon lessons ... Don't say something about going to bed earlier! I can do that as well myself ;-) ...
I never seem to get anything about real events down in these entries. That's another thing I'd like to note when I experience them. Like how Bosse, the teacher of the class I'm in, had three cups on his desk. Two were empty coffee cups, the third contained a handful of drawing pins. Tough diet, but it's not easy to be a teacher today ...
