Friday, 22 November 2013

Blog entry: 15 October 2015
I just had one of those days in which my predominant facial expression consisted primarily of me having on a sardonic, cynical and wry smile. Everything was amusing to me, without becoming outright humorous, every other person on the planet was inferior to the great and mighty me! So calm was I that nothing could quite ruffle my feathers. Not the decidedly hard topic of combined torsion and bending in the mechanics presentation, not the countless hoards of bodacious babes scattered around the campus (okay, to be fair, those never do achieve such effect), certainly not the ruthless and cruel pranks the guys in my class played to devastating effect (maybe that’s because I wasn’t the victim in this case).  Nothing was up to my standard today, and I let those who I could know it.

My walk was the slow, decided saunter of the old man who’s lived a full, rich and contented life, and who is slightly under the effects of post-dinner red wine. My face betrayed as much mirth and contention. I didn’t care much to be bothered with the niceties of polite conversation, nor the socially mandated greetings. All I wanted was to be left to my quiet contemplation and review of the higher questions and phenomena of this our world. Any diversion from said state brought about a comically quizzical look which was abundantly bestowed upon such and all as had deigned to break said state of tranquility. Needless to say, it can be a lonely world this blissful world so painted, but by golly is it Utopia!

As the smile on my lips stretches further in the typing of this blog, it leaves me wondering as to the cause or causes of such inner peace. Could it be the very relaxing music of the sweetly-singing Randy Crawford in which I absolutely immersed myself the evening last? Could it yet be ascribed to my temperament of the previous day, which was mostly black, a consequence of my skipping supper, breakfast, a bath (due to lack of resources being available to me), and the added effect of my being left with a jersey on even though the weather never got to be as cold as it was threatening to be in the morning hours? I highly doubt that last scenario though, for it was nigh the same case in this my day of absolute placation. Whatever the reason for this pacified state, it sure was a nice way to go through the day. Let’s see what tomorrow brings, and whether the normal me (who is he) returns!


J. Isaacs

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