Not a
good day. Some
rotten things happened and I felt like
slitting my
throat. Or, at least, flinging myself onto the
bed and
sobbing into the
pillow. Hysterically. To escape
reality, I browsed through
Everything 2 and stumbled onto the
greatest moment of your life node. What was the greatest
moment of my
life? I couldn't think of one, not even any semi-alright ones. Maybe an
incident I mentioned in a particular
"getting to know you" node...
Then I remembered a few weeks ago in London, walking on Tower Bridge about 4.30 or 5 p.m. It was cool and sunless. I was one of a stream of people heading south on the Bridge: workers going home, tourists, three small boys on bicycles. I gazed at the sights: the Bridge below my feet and above me, the Tower of London behind to the right, the Thames below on both sides, the South Bank ahead, HMS Belfast moored in the river ahead to the right. Walking along, I realized that right then I was happy and at peace, and I wanted it to last forever. If only I could remain there, high above the Thames and between its banks, looking at the bright grey sky and London all around. Of course, it couldn't be. I had to reach the other side and step off the Bridge.
But the memory of that sense of peace and well-being hasn't left me. That time put today into perspective, just a speck of dust in the universe of existence. Later I passed a café that was playing Garbage’s Milk, and everything did seem okay after all.