Email moment when I realized that I don't really have any problems:

The weather is great (mostly), I have a good haircut (mostly), and I like my job (mostly). I just went to Ben and Jerry's for a post-lunch snack and was greatly satisfied. Ice cream is good.

I wonder if it's a cycle in my life that when spring hits, everything in my life is going well. If so, I hope everyone has spring phases regularly in their lives too, and they recognize them *while they're happening*.

Update: the email moment that came from telling my father about the above:

Me:It's a strange feeling of contentment. I think people might generate a lot of strife and contention in their lives (consciously or unconsciously) to avoid this feeling, 'cause it's just strange. You keep feeling like you're forgetting something, like something's missing. In reality, it's the same as that feeling you get when you've passed all your tests, turned all your papers in and finally realize that YOU DON'T HAVE TO GO TO SCHOOL ANY MORE. If people allowed themselves to, they'd find a lot fo joy in this feeling. Or maybe that's just me. I think we all know about my lack of ambition and my general sense of laziness. I just can't muster up the energy to create a situation to be concerned about.

Him: Regarding that aspect of you that others find objectionable... lack of ambition... let me just make this observation:

The sun comes up every day whether you are busy or not. The grass is green and the dew is there for a while but it like the mountains around you, are perennial. They do not care. There were there before us and will be here when we are gone if we don't fuck up royally. If we choose to enjoy and absorb these things, we become part of the world. If we focus on urgencies that are manufactured in our minds or in those of others, we reject our own life. If someone took these things away from us, we would be pissed big time. We take them away from ourselves with great effort and all in the wrong direction.

Stay the way you are. You are an inspiration to your father.