And on a lighter note, I've decided to get some therapy, retail therapy to be precise. I'm leaving for London tomorrow to bathe in Christmas cheer. Nothing brightens up my day more than repetitive carols, fluorescent lighting, colorful displays, shiny presents and some mince pies.
Money may not be able buy you happiness but it sure as hell can distract you from the pain.
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