Sweet Monday

Impromptu visit to an ice cream parlour at lunch time.

If you can't indulge on a Monday with the whole week stretching ahead like a vast plain of misery, then when can you?

I jest. If I was one of those people who only felt they were alive two out of every seven days per week, I may as well throw myself under the wheels of the next oversized, terribly driven Lexus on the streets of Phnom Penh.