I love days when I am "with it" enough to experience small pleasures. I had a perfect cup of coffee this morning. I went to the library and sat it an easy chair, reading. Never mind that I still have one last paper to write before being utterly finished with this semester. Never mind that there are many pesky emails to be read and responded-to. I am kind of happy in my denial~like the time when my grandma bought eight beautiful hand-painted Christmas ornaments (I was twelve, I think) and refused to look at the bill. She made the clerk cover the total on the receipt as she signed it.
That is what I'm doing right now: blogging instead of writing a paper, and it's lovely. But all credit card bills must eventually be looked at and paid...all ignored final papers must actually be written...graduate classes must be passed. C'est la vie!
