It makes me feel happy to help people in small ways during the day. I like to answer questions, give directions and solve problems. Good thing my job involves answering questions and solving problems. I don’t have to give directions but that’s something I just like to do when I see a lost soul on campus. There were a lot of them in last month or so (the start of a new academic year) so I felt very helpful almost everyday — there are a lot of lost looking people in my building at all times for some reason.
I also try to look at the little things each day that make me happy. I try to see the joy in a cup coffee or a friendly smile on the streetcar. Wearing new footwear can make my entire day. Seeing my friends at work and sharing a little chat can fill me with delight. I like to ask people how they are — I’m one of those people…I might be the person who chats with you about the weather at the bus stop.
Okay, I’m going on a bit much here but I do try to be upbeat. I think it’s genetic, some people are just happy people and I think my default setting is optimism. Things get me down of course but I try to bounce back. I don’t think I have some deep dark well where I hide my regrets and pain — my well is just not that deep.
I’m not sure where I’m going with this except I’m feeling kinda good this evening. I just had a glass of wine and I feel better than I have in quite a while.
Maybe more wine (and a cookie!) will make me feel even better?
