Category: celebration

It had been ages since I’d gone actual, physical shopping. You know, the kind where you leave the house, walk into shops, touch clothes, look at price tags. You like something but you don’t buy it (because something better is always waiting around the corner), so you walk some more, look at more clothes, decide that the first shop was indeed the best, and then go back only to discover that you can’t remember exactly which shop it was. So you begin all over again.