a quick shot of joy
For those that love to feel useful, being kept busy is a joyous thing.
It’s a close run thing to being so busy that you can no longer think straight, but right up to that moment it’s a wonderful feeling.
You might feel almost raggedly tired - because you have no time to even think two steps ahead - but that’s okay, because you also have no time to feel tired.
It is not, thank heavens, the same as the slow, woeful, sands stuck in the hour-glass fatigue as not having enough to do. It’s a weary, healthy useful tiredness.
It’s accompanied by a quiet sense of relief that someone finds you useful.
Drug me up, baby. Feed me with things to do. See me smile.
on 5 December, 2009 boot said . . .
I miss you guys so much, my heart aches with the burden of it.
However, the busy project I’m on at the mo’ finishes it’s critical bit mid-week this week.
And anyway, just ‘cause I’m not posting, doesn’t mean I’m not lurking.
on 4 December, 2009 OhNo789 said . . .
Couldn’t agree more, boot. More than anything what I search for in my life is to be of use. Maybe not always busy, but to know that I can be useful, and help someone. I’m not an overly large helper, but I search for something/one that needs help because of the sense of grander I get from being needed.