Time is sacred these days.
I feel that I can identify with what Tina Fey said in the movie "Datenight". She said something along the lines of how she sometimes fantasise about being alone in a hotel room somewhere, with a book in one hand and a bottle of sprite in the other.
I fantasise about being alone. Doesn't matter where and with what. Just alone. Without any expectations. Questions. Provocation. Silly pressing issues. Just me, myself and I. Somewhere. Alone.
So today after a highly over-rated experience at Red Emperor with some friends, I took the highroad and went to stroll about the Southbank Farmers Market. A delightful little place where there are tons of little stores. Correction: over-priced little stores. Selling prints and other crafts and such.
Imagine my delight when I found a serving platter in a rejects basket. AUS$10 and in my favourite colour: red. Lined with 24-caret gold. For my keys and such.
Joy in the littlest things.
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