I was at the lift going up to my apartment. As the door was closing, I sped up a little so as not to miss it. I had this sudden "moment" of certainty that I wouldn't miss it. I reached out towards the button to press it, but the lift door opened before I could press it. Freaky. I'd thought someone had pressed it for me, but there was nobody else around. Reminds me of that event a couple years back, which some of my friends might know as the "balloon incident". That was when a balloon popped the moment I mimed shooting at it.
Shopping is gestalt therapy. Well, for me, anyway. Went about the mall and mingled with the crowd. Tried to get some japanese reading guides, but there were none at the stores. Bought some suppliments and then went back home. Ah, well, my wardrobe is quite full as it is. =p
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment