Clothes and Books

Yesterday I went shopping for clothes, something I do not like at all. I am not very good at finding things, I don’t know how other people manage that. Also, you have to change in and out of everything all the time, I usually end up pretty depressed. Yesterday was not that bad, though I still can think of nicer ways to spend a day off. At least I got a result, I bought 6 tops. I also wanted shoes and jeans, but still, I managed to find something. I always end up going
for the same colours though, I always buy red, white, blue and black. I started off buying three red tops, and then had to force myself not to go for the red corner in all the other shops. But I didn’t like all the green and yellow things.

Of course, I started and ended in a bookshop, trust me. I got a book on personality disorders, which I managed to read yesterday after I got back. It is fascinating reading. I also got Patrick McGrath’s “Port Mungo”. There are a few writers I will buy any book of, and McGrath is one of them. He hasn’t written that many books, but they are fascinating. I started reading this one yesterday, and couldn’t put it down. It reminds me somewhat of Siri Hustvedt’s “What I Loved”, which is a haunting book for me. Another one of those authors.