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Things to be Happy About
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sciencequeen's meme. The intent here is to counter the wailing pit of dispair that LJ tends to be since the whinging people do gets posted, but the good oft interrèd in our minds only.- valerian, with whom all I have to be is me, who inspires me, and with whom everything just fits because we share the same tastes in almost everything. Plus there is added bonus that her family is not only not insane, but whom I actually like.
- My lunatic cats with their strange rituals.
- Coming home to a wonderful apartment.
- To be at point in my life where not everything is a struggle anymore.
- Being the kind of person who always finds a way to land on my feet.
- Being a practical person that doesn't have to run for help when something breaks.
- Being a creative person.
- That I literally see things just a little differently than most people and I am able to share my way of seeing through my art.
- The people in my life that I can genuinely count on.
- That I have a decent job where I get to use a good cross-section of my talents.
- That I have my own art and Elaine's calendar hanging in my office.
- That I live downtown, just a short walk from everything.
- Coffee, cigarettes and booze.
- That nobody realised I was dyslexic until after I figured out how to spell properly.
- That even with people who think they know me well, I am almost always able to surprise them.
Really that is just a sampling. I have plenty of things to be happy about and I'm finding it hard to talk about them in general terms. There are lots of little things that I am happy with in the moment. Today, for example, I was happy to have lunch with
kitsune_13 and go for a little walk afterwords. It's been ages since we were able to meet up for lunch. Maybe an easier list would be "little things that I like":- Chasing tharsis just before bed
- Tending the house-plants
- Finishing a painting
- Typing on my old, manual typewriter.
- Sitting on the balcony, sipping a tomate.
- Getting comments on my artwork and photos in my LJ and on deviantART.
- Fixing little things around the apartment.
- The way tharsis sits with me when I use the computer.
- Kissing Elaine's neck.
- The little cloud of chloridic steam that puffs out of the dishwasher when you first open it.
- Feeling my back straighten out when I lie on the couch.
- The way _jazz_ dances around on his tip-toes and says "mrrk, mrrk" when he wants milk.
Where do I stop?
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I hate it when people only post when they're pissed off or upset. Definitely the world needs more people being motivated to communicate when they're feeling creative or happy.
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That, my friend, is pretty bad-ass.
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Instead, by the time I finished high-school I scored in the 93rd percentile for spelling and grammar, and the 94th for composition. In order to make sense of this language I really had to understand it.
Take my name for example. As late as the third grade kids would "pop quiz" me on how to spell "Michael" and laugh their asses off when I would either screw it up or have to write it out in the air to get it right. Seriously, how do you get the sound "my-kel" out of m-i-c-h-a-e-l? It is a Hebrew name, handed down to English via Greek and Latin. In Hebrew, Greek, Latin (and Russian and Ukrainian for that matter) is pronounced "mik-hiel". You get that sound with Μιχαιλ in Greek. In Latin there is no single letter equivalent to Χ (which pronounced like a breathy "k") and no soft "c". Therefore in Latin the aspirated "k" sound is spelled "ch". The "eye" sound that in Greek is represented by αι is in Latin represented by "ae". This the Greek name Μιχαιλ comes through in Latin as "Michael". The pronunciation of the name in English has softened over the millennia, but the spelling, because the name is Biblical, failed to shift. In learning my name I also came to realise that "Caesar" in Latin is pronounced "Kaiser" which sparked an interest in European history. And that was just the "simple" act of learning to spell my name when I was eight.
I can't imagine how much I would have missed if I had been told, "It's O.K., you have dyslexia," and never made the effort.
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thats serously exactly how i feel about tif. I think imma gonna make my happy list later tonite. :o)
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*dramatic chord*
...life is back to normal again!
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That's amazing that you learned to "un-learn" dyslexia...I know so many people that are hiding behind their "learning disability". As if they enjoy limiting themselves...or rather, believing that it's not "them" it's their "disability". Bah. Good on you!
Sounds like you have a lot to be happy about...or at least a lot of things to make you smile when all eles seems to fail. :)