I think I have reached a phase of my life that I feel that I need new threads.
So today was a Saturday that was a teeny weeny bit different from the other Saturdays. One was that I left church at 6.30pm. It has not happened for as long as I could remember, when I could still see the sun set.
I casually told N that I will be going to do some retail therapy at Vivocity after the rehearsals. And she decided to come along and hang out, together with her only begotten. J & V decided to come as well. So the 5 of us fitted nicely into the car and we drove down to Vivo for dinner and shopping, away from the F1 racetracks.
It was a really nice dinner, and turned out to be a really nice shopping trip as well. One was that, they followed me wherever I wanted to go. Which is nice, considering that they make really good company. They picked clothes for me and made me try them. Which is good, knowing that I might end up getting another 3 checkered shirts if I made my own choice.
I ended up with only 1 piece of shirt. It will forever be tagged as the shirt that J, V & N chose for me. Or to be more precise, V chose. You see, I think the sentimental side of me matches people with objects with places. And 5 years down the road, I will probably still remember it as the shirt that V chose. Not that J & N didn’t help. It was just that J was feeling sleepy from dinner to comment much about anything, and N was choosing clothes that were suited more for people of a different skin tone.
It was a fun random hangout. And it made my weekend.
Looks like retail therapy is even more therapeutic with good company 
