a miscellanea
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jazzfishBooks are almost all on shelves. That is, fiction is currently shelved, as is about half of nonfic. I need to finish up the nonfic so I can see how much space is left, so I know how much I can afford to space out fiction. I like leaving some space on each shelf. Means there's room for more books. Also means there's a place to put my various physical objets d'art and stuffed critters.
When the books were in boxes, when everything was still transitory, I felt a distinct urge to cull, to decimate, to not haul all this stuff (books) around. Now I can see them on the shelves and it makes me more comfortable. Reassured? Something.
I still need a table and chairs. I'm currently eating off one of my gaming tables, which works but is not really ideal. Feels temporary, which is not so great for my mental state.
Slowly it's turning into a space where I can live. I'm reluctant to say "home" but I always am. In this case it's a result of not wanting to get too attached to somewhere I know I'll be leaving in under a year.
But then, my room at Mya's place turned out to be a home, the last couple of months. I expect this will as well. It's a good space even if it's not entirely ideal for me.
Last week I found myself at a small fiddle-tune jam session. Almost the first time I've played with other people since high school. It was good. I did a lot of the same sort of harmonising I'd been practising with Tegen, and it seemed to go over well. They meet every couple of weeks; in practice that seems likely to mean "once a month" for me. I'm ... it's hard for me to be 'excited' about something that's that irregular. But I'm certainly looking forward to the next one that I can get to.
It's cold today; the sun is out; I'm feeling a bit more functional. I've said before that I don't think Vancouver winters are a good fit for me mentally. It's kind of shocking to me how much effect the cloud cover can have on me. I've thought, on several occasions, "ordinarily i would be in an awful depressive funk right now. but it's not so bad, the sun is shining." It doesn't actually raise my mood, I don't think, but it ... keeps me more functional.
I have a solid enough place to stand for now. Just need to find a lever long enough. Though I'm not trying to move the world, just myself. I guess relatively speaking it's the same thing.
When the books were in boxes, when everything was still transitory, I felt a distinct urge to cull, to decimate, to not haul all this stuff (books) around. Now I can see them on the shelves and it makes me more comfortable. Reassured? Something.
I still need a table and chairs. I'm currently eating off one of my gaming tables, which works but is not really ideal. Feels temporary, which is not so great for my mental state.
Slowly it's turning into a space where I can live. I'm reluctant to say "home" but I always am. In this case it's a result of not wanting to get too attached to somewhere I know I'll be leaving in under a year.
But then, my room at Mya's place turned out to be a home, the last couple of months. I expect this will as well. It's a good space even if it's not entirely ideal for me.
Last week I found myself at a small fiddle-tune jam session. Almost the first time I've played with other people since high school. It was good. I did a lot of the same sort of harmonising I'd been practising with Tegen, and it seemed to go over well. They meet every couple of weeks; in practice that seems likely to mean "once a month" for me. I'm ... it's hard for me to be 'excited' about something that's that irregular. But I'm certainly looking forward to the next one that I can get to.
It's cold today; the sun is out; I'm feeling a bit more functional. I've said before that I don't think Vancouver winters are a good fit for me mentally. It's kind of shocking to me how much effect the cloud cover can have on me. I've thought, on several occasions, "ordinarily i would be in an awful depressive funk right now. but it's not so bad, the sun is shining." It doesn't actually raise my mood, I don't think, but it ... keeps me more functional.
I have a solid enough place to stand for now. Just need to find a lever long enough. Though I'm not trying to move the world, just myself. I guess relatively speaking it's the same thing.
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