Categories: work, friends, self-esteem
Date: 15 September 2009 08:36:38
...is not something I particularly want to happen, but it did. Thankfully I have a great colleague, friend, who took me outside and talked to me while we walked.
Strange how the most minor thing, such as forgetting to do something, can seem so dramatic and cause my mind to race away. And then lead to emotions overwhelming me. The desire for perfection can be such a debilitating wish and emphasis. A strange, and somewhat terrible, sensation -- to break down and not be able to stop. And annoying: it seems, well is, no seem about it, so self-indulgent. Which makes me more annoyed. Rather amusing in a strange way: if only I could see it as such at the time.
I did have a good morning though. Had a nice Lebanese coffee and Znoud el Sit. Also had a pleasant conversation with the shop owner about language after she expressed some amazement I, Anglo I am, would order Lebanese coffee and know what Znoud is. She is studying Turkish and, like me, has a love of learning languages. An interesting and unexpected encounter: and a very pleasant one.
The tech should be here in half-an-hour or so: I'll heat up the fish I brought along for dinner and enjoy, and tidy up a few loose ends from today.