I like when things fall together like right now. These too rare and too brief moments in life when the endeavors undertaken provide with intense and exhilarating sparks of pleasure. Then what appeared unmanageable, endless and consequently depressing becomes almost addictive and provides with an intense feeling of joy. Bits and pieces of notes, summaries, references, ideas accumulated over time with no logic and no purpose start to find their way into an overall whole which you no longer feel totally shameful to be the author of.
It’s not perfect for sure. Nothing never is and aiming at such a thing condemns to passive contemplation (aka. withdrawal) but it’s unfolfing. The magic (?) is in the movement, the dynamics of things coming to being.
And all of a sudden, you start thinking it actually makes sense to be doing that and even that you would not and should not be doing anything else, for nothing on earth.
Ok, I’d rather go back before I loose the thread and ruin the whole fabric !
p.s : there is something I really like with staying late at that library : the proportion of girls increases as time elapses . ;-)
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