Strangely Satisfied

I had a very odd feeling this morning, very odd indeed...

Despite getting up late, the bus being late, my train being delayed by 20 minutes, having to get on a packed train surrounded by sweaty angry people, and thus being late for work, I felt strangely satisfied with my lot. And I also felt that it was one of those days where I could accomplish anything. The opportunity to stop off and get a grande chai latte from Starbucks - the thinking was I was late anyway, so lets use the hanging around time to do something nice - and the empty train on the third leg of my insanely complicated route to work may have had something to do with my mindset, but whatever went on, it was good.

My first thought for what I'd like to accomplish today was to ressurect this blog. I like to think I write good, interesting and entertaining posts on the various forums I frequent, and often wonder about collecting together my random musings. Like the Cross City Line (especially cross this morning), it's hardly likely to be a regular thing, but it feels good to have posted, and that's what blogging is all about.