Of irony and cheap thrills

I remember yesterday.

Cabbed home in weird weather to try and catch the shops before they closed. And what did I see to-day? Supermarket open 24 hours. All that rushing for apparently nothing. But didn't matter. Stauntered up to the cashier and asked how long they'd been 24/7.

A few months, comes the answer. Ack! Nevertheless, I find it INCREDIBLY therapeutic to walk the aisles. Anytime. Anywhere. Oogling shelves packed with stuff, nevermind if I needed it or not. So in I went, stuff was bought, feeling most pleased with myself at this moment. The last time I bought stuff at midnight from a supermarket was when I was in the US, yonks ago. Ah, me.....


Yes, I thrill easy this way :)