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Three things I can see from where I sit, that make me happy:
1. My camera. It's sitting on the windowsill right now; I meant to upload the pictures I took today (probably not good ones: they were all snapshots) to the computer but never quite got around to it. I love that camera. It's a cool toy, it preserves beauty and lets me share it, and it also helps me to remember to look.
2. A crumple of green tissue paper. Inside the tissue paper is a piece of pastel purple sidewalk chalk. Scott gave it to me the other day. It's part of an ongoing in-joke between us, having to do with my painting or coloring him hot purple (which, no, has never actually been done, of course). When he gave it to me, I promptly drew a chalk line on his forehead. It's sweetness and silliness and joy.
3. My computer. It lets me write posts here, talk to all the people I talk to online, roleplay where I do, play with my photographs, read all sorts of things I might not, listen to music; it's entertainment and communication and connection and creativity. It's not so much the computer that makes me happy, as what is in it and what it opens for me.
1. My camera. It's sitting on the windowsill right now; I meant to upload the pictures I took today (probably not good ones: they were all snapshots) to the computer but never quite got around to it. I love that camera. It's a cool toy, it preserves beauty and lets me share it, and it also helps me to remember to look.
2. A crumple of green tissue paper. Inside the tissue paper is a piece of pastel purple sidewalk chalk. Scott gave it to me the other day. It's part of an ongoing in-joke between us, having to do with my painting or coloring him hot purple (which, no, has never actually been done, of course). When he gave it to me, I promptly drew a chalk line on his forehead. It's sweetness and silliness and joy.
3. My computer. It lets me write posts here, talk to all the people I talk to online, roleplay where I do, play with my photographs, read all sorts of things I might not, listen to music; it's entertainment and communication and connection and creativity. It's not so much the computer that makes me happy, as what is in it and what it opens for me.
