Drabble 92 – Hyperhedonia

Here’s the thing about April: it has completely, entirely sucked.

I’ve had it all. House trouble. Nightmares. A lost phone charger. A cat with stomach problems who has suddenly started throwing up two days before I leave on a long, much needed vacation in which I will probably have to work because I am a freelancer and don’t have vacation time.

Needless to say, drabbles have not been my main priority.

I wish I had some kind of positive news to round this off with other than that I’ll be leaving on vacation tomorrow, but I’m only half-joking when I say I’m thinking about how much an emergency plane ticket will cost in the inevitable event that my ceiling crashes down or my cat needs surgery or some other godforsaken thing happens and I’m across the country, trying to have a good time in the Wizarding World of Harry Potter. Also, it’s hot in Florida. I’m bad with heat.

I swear, someday I’ll return to this blog with regularity and positivity and the feeling that somehow everything’s going to work out, but for now, here’s a drabble.

HYPERHEDONIA

(n.) From Greek hyper for “excessive” and hedone for “pleasure”

An overabundance of pleasure in small things.

There’s a time early in the morning and late in the afternoon when light spills through the window all golden and warm, and during that time, Marco cannot work. It isn’t that he doesn’t want to; he does, and has lost more than one job because during the golden hour his face and mind go blank as he takes it in.

His mother jokes that perhaps a witch cursed him to act so strangely. All he knows is that the moment the golden light touches him he must stop and drink it in as a plant does with the sun.