I had to run a few errands. I passed a pet shop. Considered getting the puppy in the window.
It's so cosy and they have both a sale and tons of books.
This nice gentleman sold me a bag. A bag with a name and a personality.
Arne. That's the bag's name.
On the way back I passed the local library where some lucky bastard had read books for free, while enjoying a beer. Thinking about it now, I realize that same person perhaps does not consider him/her self a lucky bastard. But the combination of Kati and beer...it kind of does it for me.
