Everyone has an infinite capacity to love, and you will never run out of love for one person by loving another.

I’m halfway through documentation that never seems to end, sitting in my grey cubicle breathing the air conditioned air, ipod headphones in my ears, volume up as high as it will go, ignoring the people who sit in the other cubicles.

It’s almost mid afternoon when my concentration starts to wane. I rub my eyes and try understand what it is I’m meant to include in this documentation. What’s important, what’s not.

I stop, for moment.

Yesterday events unfolded that I didn’t understand, events that hurt and showed me to be a little naive. If I’d gone home early last night like I’d planned then the thoughts in my head this afternoon would be gloomy and sullen.

But I didn’t go home early. And my thoughts aren’t gloomy or sullen. Last night I let a boy buy me two glasses of the 2008 Stoneleigh and we talked. The conversation quickly became animated and we debated, laughed and conversed until the bar staff started packing up the chairs and sweeping the floor.

We left the bar and drove, instead. Down the back streets through town, where we pointed out places of interest. A friend lives down this road, he took long-exposure photos from this bridge and I lived once in that apartment. We played ‘up’ songs. The Yeah Yeah Yeahs, I think.

We ended up down an empty dead end. And in the dark stillness something shifted. He told me I was drunk and endearing. I can’t quite remember what I said. The wine had tangled my tongue a little, and made my emotions a little buoyant. What happened after was enough to make me smile in my grey cubicle. To take a moment in the afternoon dullness and remember last night in all its sweetness.

I haven’t forgotten the events previous to last night. But I think right now I’d rather bask in the sweet, than dwell on things that are not so.

What are you thinking about this afternoon?