lover of tea, letters and delusions

Those days when you just need the mundane, boring things to make it feel fulfilling. You go to the supermarket and pick a loaf of bread, some apples and a new toilet cleaner that's on sale. You stroll around and grab yourself a cup of hot tea, browse through the bookstore and look around the shops that you are yet to afford. You pay for parking, you panic a little bit because you couldn't find the little yellow parking chip that had hidden itself in between the receipts in your bag. You drive through the soft drizzle and unnecessary little traffic jams. You get home. Make another cup of hot tea, take off your bra and settle into your favourite spot. And you think to yourself that all you needed today was the mundane, boring little things to make it a worthwhile day.