I hate shopping. And I specifically dislike shopping for clothes. For an upcoming wedding I had to go shopping both for a new wedding shirt and wedding shoes. It was awful. The shirt I found pretty early on the shopping spree, but shoes are always hard for me to find, let alone shoes for the nice occasions which I don’t even like (I wear sports shoes daily.)
And my mind works in such a mysterious way… when I’m miserable, it really likes to taunt me even more. So of course while I was measuring shoes against my will, I really wanted that girl to be around and I was having conversations in my head with her.
I know. It’s pathetic. I’m sick of it myself.