Someone once said this.
Sometimes I sits and thinks.
Sometimes I just sits.
How apt after devoting part of the day to my least favourite past-time: shopping. I did emerge mainly with what I went for but at a cost to my sanity!
Hoping a good dose of U2 can revive me, saved for such occasions...failing that I'm going to have to bake some bread or something to get rid of the frustration. Need to make a load of pastry in preparation for tomorrow but fear I would pound it to oblivion in present frame of mind.
PS I'm OK really. Plenty of poetic licence. But I still really don't like going shopping!