Amazon is the place I go when I’m down.
I’m not a big shopper, but sitting in my pajamas at 1:30 in the morning buying old Hum CDs because the dreams keep me awake is something I’m starting to love. The site should really come with a disclaimer – ‘Do not shop here when you are depressed. Your bank account will hate you in the morning.’ I’d never listen; it just makes me too happy. Where else can I buy a CD for a penny? A penny!!! My mom’s all like, “But there’s shipping and handling.” $2.50 – everything included – was all I paid for my Presidents of the USA album. I feel like I discovered some illegal drug here. I just need to spend 30 bucks and I can get my fix of music or movies that I had all but forgotten about. And the biggest perk is that I don’t have to see anyone to do it. I don’t have to get dressed or brush my hair, and one day, packages start showing up in the mail. Sigh.
Is it wrong that mail makes me feel important, even now?
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