But the more I think of it, the more I believe it was for a subconscious reason. The day they fly out is the day I'm expecting (and hoping they're on time) the first delivery of books from Amazon. Yes people, I reckon that my subconscious brain stopped me from leaving the house for an adventure just so I could stick my nose straight away into the new stories' untouched pages. New manga and novels and whatever else Mum added to the order.
It's safe to say I am a bookworm. I'd rather read than go to theme parks where children scream, the lines are huge and my skin sizzles to a lobster red under the sun.
Classic bookworm, always.
Since last night when I wrote this post, the situation has changed. This morning the books were delivered.
Here's a theory, if I think real hard about something, it will happen (the books arriving early is my evidence). Trying to use the power of my mind to conjure up my popasia crush... visualise, visualise harder... maybe it needs time to warm up.