harmonoia – n. an itchy sense of dread when life feels just a hint too peaceful – when everyone seems to get along suspiciously well, with an eerie stillness that makes you want to brace for the inevitable collapse, or burn it down yourself.
I don’t want to burn things down, but I do like a little chaos in my life. I struggle to sit still and when things go too well, I worry about what will go wrong.
It’s funny, but so much goes well in my life. I find great weather traveling, I get upgraded on flights or in hotels, events go smoothly, it’s somewhat amazing. I stop and think about this and appreciate the things that go well.
However, sometimes life has gone a bit too well and I do think that something bad, or relatively bad, is likely to happen. I have no good reason, but I think harmonoia is something many people feel and it’s a good combination of harmony and paranoia.
From the Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows