Little Black Dot

ok.
bean's americano officially makes me feel like a hypomaniac.
this, combined with the bout of morose weather we're having,
makes things interesting.
pointless hour-long meanders through value village.
pointless hour-long meanders through the market.
pointless rounds around my living room.
however, now there are
grapes in a bowl
beers in the fridge
earrings in my purse,
which means i must have done at least something productive with my afternoon.