I feel good... nananana...heuh... owwwww!

So I was a bit depressed today. I accomplished nothing of any use... I pretty much played Sim City all day. But Trish and I had already talked about going to Luv-a-fair for Britpop. I almost bailed because I was in such a nothing mood, but now I am so glad I didn't. It totally reversed my mood and now I feel great. Everything feels right with the world again. I don't know if that is in fact healthy, but WTF. Whatever works.

I made an observation tonight, too. I realised that almost without fail the songs that get me to dance do so not so much because of the music itself, but because of what, or moreso whom, the song reminds me of. I don't have favourite songs, I have a collection of souvenirs from friendships and girlfriends past. Tonight I danced to "Ask" by the Smiths because of Suzanne put it on a tape for me long ago, "Fascination Street' by the Cure because Brenda bought me the "Disintegration" box set, other songs I danced to because they were on tapes that Carrie sent me, some things reminded my of happy days with Dianna (and therein lies another freakishness, I think. I am perfectly content to be happy remembering being happy before things came to their miserable end. I know that isn't normal.). It's all piled up and is part of my now and I'll go out under the electric bonfire lights and remember the good things. Each good day, each thing done right... all practice for more good days to come.

Sure we can learn from out mistakes alone, but isn't it better to learn both from our mistakes and our successes?