my forever trap

Yesterday I had missed one train because a coaching client stayed a little longer to chat. This gave me almost an hour to walk down one of my favourite streets to the seaside and back before the next train. By the time I sat on the train I was tired from the top of my head to my toes, head from the session and feet from the walking. 

My train ride home is forty minutes. The best things to do on a train: read, people watch, nap. Reading is my favourite option and usually I have a book in the bag. Not yesterday.

Phone is another option. Reading one newsletter after another I came across the same book title. "Tiny Experiments" twice. 

Almost as if I had a mental black out I suddenly stared at the book I had bought with one click fully driven by a desire and without even a split second of cognitive consideration.

Before I had time to start reading, the phone indicated a low battery. Bad luck, my charger was at home like the physical book, the absence of which led me to scrolling the phone. 

Or maybe it was bad luck that the battery didn't die before I bought a book. It would have saved me from falling into my forever trap of buying yet one more book. No regrets though.