I was in one of my ‘my life is a piece of shit’ moods.
Avoided people like plaque.
Was in library to renew books.
The librarian strikes a conversation with me as if we’ve known each other for years.
L1= (pointing at the other lady librarian, L2) Look at her, she’s laughing for no reason. You’d have to excuse her, she just got out of the mental hospital.
L2 = At least, I am officially released from the hospital. (looking at me while pointing to L1) But you! You ran away from the hospital!
Both of them continued teasing each other fervently.
I left the library still smiling sheepishly, amazed at how 3 day-holiday are capable of making people so... happy.