– from Paulo Coelho’s novel – 11 minutes
Shopping indeed has some therapeutic effect. For a minute you forget that you spent the previous night restless in bed with a million questions bothering you. You forget that your nose is blocked up and your eyes swollen too.
There’s just something about walking around the mall that helps take you away from the confusion you’re going through. Going through each rack in every shop makes it seem as if everything’s alright. For a minute, you forget everything. But when you’re finally on your way home, armed with only your thoughts, you are pulled back to reality and realize that things aren’t really fine.
I should probably drag myself to the mall tomorrow. I need another minute spent away from reality.