wispfox

Today, I overflow with love.

Means there's a goofy half smile on my face for no obvious reason, and may make co-workers nervous. But it also means that I'm in a good mood.

I approve. I do!

And for those of you who don't read metahacker (why don't you? I reference him often enough!), go read this post. Because I said so. And because it's pretty. No, really!

And, in conclusion, I shall sound an awful lot like starandrea! ♥ to you all. Lots of ♥!

(this post brought to you by anti-migraine meds taken early enough in the day, light box use, and just general happy)

And now, I go pester a co-worker a lot.

Spinning.
Climbing things.
Birds in flight.
Music.
Swings.
Nature shows, with as little narration as possible.
Trees.
Aquatic environments.
Being squished.
Tight spaces.
Touch.
People, specifically and generally.
Wind so strong it might help me fly.
Stars.
The sound of wind through trees.
Ohm chanting.
Tibetan singing bowls.
Bells.
Chimes.
Touch.
Scent of recently cut grass.
Scent in general.
Diving into waves.
Swimming.
The silence and weight of lying at the bottom of a pool.
Being high in a tree, looking at everything around me.
Newness with underlying stability/certainty/home.
That moment of interacting with an animal which decides that maybe, just maybe, I'm ok.
Being trusted.
Those fleeting moments when I am graceful.
Grace in other people.
Purring kitty under my hand.
Startling people into smiling or outright laughter.
Knowing people I love are thinking of me.
Open, honest vulnerability.
Finding out why.