rabbit, white rabbit

i can’t believe it’s already june. i can’t believe it’s 22 days until i go to seattle. i can’t believe it’s 32 days until my birthday. and i certainly i can’t believe how unbelievably happy i’ve been lately.
last night, i actually spent time thinking about how bouyant i’ve been feeling this week. i was trying to deduce the reason for my general elation about life. i haven’t won the lottery. i haven’t lost weight. my car isn’t miraculously running better. my job hasn’t gotten better or easier. my annoying co-workers haven’t magically vanished. yet, despite the status quo, i feel so light and damn pleased about life.
at ten-thirty p.m. i was dancing around my apartment to some mp3. if i hadn’t had to come to work today i probably would have told icqboy to get dressed and take me bowling or something equally social and active. i was so energized and perky. when the song ended and i crawled under the covers i was disappointed. i could have spent another hour dancing around like that. maybe i should have. next time, screw “bedtime”. i’m going to dance!