Domestic, today. Coffee (Spot, which has dolls on its bathroom doors). Walk. Bookstore. Lunch (he wouldn’t let me order a salad, which turned out to be the right decision; I inhaled my burger and would have suggested a second basket of fries). Target. Game Stop. Christmas Tree Shop (he bought candles; I got jelly beans). Record store (no buyer’s remorse, though each of us hid records for us to get next time). Home (he’s killing zombies and I’m watching him kill zombies on a new XBox he bought today during our travels).