Reality denial

[cruciel]

So it seems at my not-yet-thirty age, I am still ill equipped for managing life on my own. Shopping at IKEA is terribly distracting at best, but all I kept clicking was the bookshelves.

So really, if I do manage to strike out on my own (heaven knows when that will be), I'll end up in a cardboard box, with a kitty, and the walls will be four enormous bookshelves (with corners! and doors! oh be still my heart)

Failboat.