today i let myself sleep in, feeling my body coming down with yet another cold, closing my eyes to resist the brightness outside. eventually i gave in, got up, made some coffee, warmed up a bowl of oats with extra honey, and ate in front of video hits. moped around the house and on the internet until thommo suggested we go to the vic market to grab some meat and veges. i decided it was time to ditch my disgraceful five-dollar k-mart slippers and upgrade to sheepskin. thommo even let me drive his car there although it took me twenty minutes to parallel park. for once, the colour and noise and activity of the crowds was interesting rather than annoying, and we wandered past random stalls, comparing prices of slippers, capsicums and lamb chops. on the way back to the car we complained about our sore arms from the heavy plastic bags filled with goodness, but we were smiling and joking. packing our shopping away at home has always been associated with warm fuzzy feelings and boyish excitement, deciding what to eat first, what to save for later, gazing at our bulging fridge and pantry with satisfaction. powernapped after lunch and sneaked in a cigarette. it's been another lazy, uneventful sunday - perfect.
i suspect i may even be happy without realising it.
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