And today I don’t even mind the rain or the waiting or the lack of money which usually give me so much food (the type that’s been left in the fridge far too long and has a worryingly crunchy texture) for thought. And I even don’t mind that such a turn of events messed up my playlist was on for and I don’t really care that the numbers will become entirely out of order. It seems completely insane that I could care about any of those things right now or that they could, in any other situation, affect my mood.