ms. woolf speaks:

"no one perhaps has ever felt passionately towards a lead pencil. but there are circumstances in which it can become supremely desirable to possess one; moments when we are set upon having an object, an excuse for walking half across london between tea and dinner. as the foxhunter hunts in order to preserve the breed of foxes, and the golfer plays in order that open spaces may be preserved from the builders, so when the desire comes upon us to go street rambling the pencil does for a pretext, and getting up we say:'really i must buy a pencil,' as if under cover of this excuse we could indulge safely in the greatest pleasure of town life in winter - rambling the streets of london."

virginia woolf; street haunting: a london adventure

ahh. rambling through streets. ms. woolf, it is not winter but i really must, must go to town to spend my borders cut-out discount coupon. but coupons, like vouchers, they give me great distress. i do not know which book to buy! there are too many, and with coupons, like vouchers, the book must be chosen with great care and deep satisfaction, so when i finally purchase it, in my heart and head i am happy because, it is the only and precise book i can buy with this particular coupon.