Good mood...

I am in an incredibly good mood. It doesn't take much to make me happy- a swift Americano usually works (and has done today!).

My spiritual vent is working out quite well lately. I'm going with my gut instinct and letting things work out by themselves. Luckily, they are.

In the skies, there is a thunderstorm coming. I am always glad to hear a growl of thunder and watch icy lightning spike across the sky, but it never seems to last very long in these parts. I remember storms as a child on holiday by the coast, watching waves rise high above a rocky coastline and the sound of the deafening peals that fascinated me so. I have never hidden from a thunderstorm. Ireland gets great storms, and the Irish wind has a wail all of its own, possibly because of the deep spirituality of the place. Full of ghosts and melancholy. When a storm comes, the "daylight atheists", as Behan named them, are wont to become anxious.

So, I'm hoping for a damn good storm today.