Thursday, 29 March 2012

My Happiness Project Day 5

It is unrealistic to expect oneself to be happy every moment of every day.  We are allowed days when the clouds in our minds simply don't shift no matter how bright the sun is shining outside.  When the birdsong can't quite penetrate through the fug in one's head.  We are all human after all.

I awoke with a wee black cloud nestled over my head.  Usually I manage to disperse any early wee demons with a blast of endorphin-creating exercise, however today's schedule of train journeys around the North of the UK made my early happy drug fix impossible.  Which, after a challenging week could have opened the door to a few other gremlins to step forward - and indeed, a few months ago this would definitely have been the case.

Today however I found comfort in the fact that a blue day is now an abnormality.  That after years of living and working alone, my new career brings me into contact with some lovely people, and that coming home is now simply, but happily, that.  It's no longer my office or a reminder of the endless 'to-do' list.  But my home.  My solace.

Happiness, or rather a gently sense of contentment, is sometimes, quite literally, on our own doorstep.  And tomorrow can be anything we want it to be.

1 comment:

  1. Hurrah to that Clare! So important to remember - "this too will pass" and all that. x