Happiness

Life is good. I have been properly healthy for four months. I eat regularly, and sleep well every night—for the first time in 45 years. Or maybe 35 years… possibly I slept well as a child and don’t remember. I am spending time with good friends, I have realized that good people actually care about me, I am working hard albeit part-time and even enjoying it, and I have taken up creative hobbies. I don’t know myself.
I am socializing a fair bit, but not too much. Often, I just have people over for either dinner, brunch, or a wine and cheese evening. I still read novels but not to the exclusion of doing anything else. I hardly watch TV anymore.
I bought a bike about six weeks ago. So far I have only ridden it home from the shop and once in the park last week. Still, I had a good excuse: I tore ligaments in my ankle the same week that I bought it. It is currently hanging on its rack in my smoking patio. I am contemplating taking it for a spin again today. Ambitious I know. It is a lovely autumnal day and there won’t be many more of those so I suppose I should take advantage of it.
Winter will be the real challenge.

Naps are sacred

I ran into my ex last night at my late night winebar. He had annoyed me last Sunday by phoning me repeatedly while I was trying to take a nap. I refused to take his calls since I had promised I would take care of something for him Sunday and I intended to do it after my nap. Which I did. Then I sent him a text saying it was done and that he had been a pain in the arse contacting me constantly.
Funnily enough, he was surprised and shocked by my message. Does he know me at all?! Perhaps he has blocked the two and a half years we were together out of his mind... I reminded him last night how much I like my naps and told him I have not changed. Likewise, I tend to text, say or write what I think without pussyfooting around--that too has not changed (much to the chagrin of my family).
Speaking of naps, I took two yesterday. I have been waking early every morning for months now. While I enjoy the leisurely early hours I still need my sleep. So I dozed in the late morning yesterday and then again for an hour yesterday evening before going out.
So, the fact that I am awake after four hours' sleep now should not trouble me. Mind you, I do have two social events to go to today. I am not sure whether I will be able to fit a nap in.
Science backs me up about the sacredness of sleep; see snooze.