Priscilla took me shop­ping around Tsim Sai Tsui yes­ter­day with her boyfriend Thomas. I had no idea they were a cou­ple until lat­er on in the night when they slipped a kiss when they thought no one was look­ing. I was total­ly com­fort­able before I caught it hap­pen­ing, but after­wards, it was hard to not feel like a third wheel. It’s so weird that every­thing is fine before one knows, but as soon as one gets that extra bit of infor­ma­tion, every­thing turns awk­ward.

I end­ed up buy­ing a pair of Docs, which are sim­i­lar to the pair that I have now, except they’re more square at the toe and have a much thick­er sole. They’re very cozy though, even before work­ing them in. The UK stopped ship­ping Docs to Canada a few years ago, due to a cost imbal­ance, and I man­aged to get a pair before they were all gone. I did­n’t need anoth­er pair of Docs yet (I still wear the oth­er two pairs that I own), but I fig­ure that I might as well since I won’t have an oppor­tu­ni­ty to buy them any time soon.