someone told me they knew an entry was going to be happy because it was in pink. well, here it is again. today was about five times better and more cheerful than yesterday, in no small part because i woke up to glorious glorious sunshine. everything perked up accordingly. after a cool first crash course in danish class where i sat next to and exchanged observations with australian amanda and lunch with andrea (who i will always remember fondly as my first hello and my first hug, in that order), i met up with eric the viking (no really, he told me he’s a descendent). wed. night at the restaurant we’d sat across from each other and spoken briefly but i couldn’t concentrate much as i kept falling asleep.
today he invited me to an art exhibit. the sun’s shining!, i said. forego art — come walk. he asked the two guys with him, kong and blair, who assented to the change of plans, and off we went. i was exhilirated. maybe the serotonin i haven’t been using the last few days all kicked in at once. we talked a lot, shopped, walked, watched ice skaters. when we got too cold we ducked into a bar. they got beer, i got irish coffee. blair lectured for thirty minutes on slam poetry, which apparently is his specialty, and we debated the virtues of poetry v. architecture, analysis in general, and words in general. blair recited a poem on the spot — we all had to lean in over the candle to hear — and i was impressed.
we found a health food shop for eric, who’s macrobiotic, and he bought food with which to make us dinner tonite. kong, unexcited at the prospect, stopped to buy pizza. he’d never even heard of veganism. the rest of us are to meet up in a bit. in exhange i’m giving eric html lessons.
aside from good company though small things have kept me buoyant. i got done nearly all of the errands i had to run. i’m not usually goal oriented but sometimes i derive much satisfaction from checking things off a to do list. we got on the right bus and this time someone else made the mistake that had us hop off at the wrong stop. it wasn’t a problem: we walked back still under a staunch blue sky and i thought, if i have just one day like this a week, just one, i’ll be all right.