is it just me or life has become.. better?

Oh, I know what you will all be thinking, but this is how I truly feel. It's amazing how our inner feelings can affect our whole perspective on life. Maybe this sounds a little immature, but it's actually happening to me and I'm enjoying every minute of it. So here I am, back in good old cold, rainy, gloomy London, thinking about the loads of work I want to do, fighting a nice cold that's creeping on me slowly, trying to get back to the linguistic mood with a paper about the cognitive architecture of the human mind waiting to be read before 2 o'clock today, but I am happy. Of course, even while I am reading, certain distractions find their way in. For example, while I was going through the handouts for the first lecture I attended at UCL yesterday in pragmatics and cognition, I came across the term "the boxology of the mind" and I immediately found myself thinking about "the boxology of the heart" :) Well, in my case, it's a neat division with a big chunky box and three letters written inside it: A L I :)

Mai