I have adopted a pet spider in the garden and have been feeding him ants for the past two days... hmm the way he mushes them into a globule and picks them to pieces is fascinating to behold...
I imagine I'm 20 years old, 10 times poorer and suffering from an array of serious illnesses. I spend a good five minutes living this for real, and my depression intensifies.
Then I imagine my grandfather comes along and says "Hey, I have amazing powers that can make you 20 years younger, 10 times richer and cured of all these illnesses".
"But that's impossible," say I.
"Trust me," says grandpa.
So I trust him and what do you know, my circumstances are transformed.
I'm a firm believer in retail therapy, I have to as I indulge in it everytime I go to London. It works for an hour or two or when my credit card bill arrives, which ever is the sooner. The worst bit about it is I can never afford the cure which just adds to the depression.
Pages