I was stood outside Tesco, around the side and out of the wind; finishing off a smoke and generally looking suspicious when a thought struck my mind. This is a mildly amusing use of my Monday afternoon, I wish I had some kind of epiphany or thought more profound than the current situation I've found myself in.

I stood awaiting some sort of premonition, but I'd just finished smoking and it was cold. Sod it, I need food, I thought.

Now I'm lying in bed in front of my computer, without the thought I was expecting.

Ah fuck it, I'll finish off the bag.