It's sad, really

I might have a touch of agoraphobia.

Yesterday, I went to the big city. What an exciting time! I got butterfly stomach again, but I went anyway. After I ran the one necessary errand, all I could think was that I wanted to go home. I forced myself to go shopping somewhere else, just to expand my horizons. I did it, and I did it with a smile, all the while wanting nothing more to lay by butt on the couch and read my book.

I didn't even go to Target!!