This is it. This is the life. This morning I got ready, went out with my parents for a full-on brekkie at Starbee and then went for a walk in a local park and across to a vintage fair. And this is the life, I repeat it.
Not one bloody care in the world, not one thought of damn-and-blasted food shopping, nor one spared for everyday minutie and the mundane. If only it were like this all the time...! I already dread next week, when I will be uncerimoniously returned to my own poor devices and when I will necessarily need to re-wind life back to the beginning of December. Oh my. Spare me.