So you're walking down Queen Street West and the voice in your head says 'I really just need a plain white t-shirt' and then 3 steps later the Universe presents unto you a new store that specializes in crisp White Ts made of luxurious Egyptian cotton (aka Kotn) and somehow they also know your superhero weakness, which is $45 scented candles named after the West Coast where you came from and when you smell them your eyes roll into the back of your head (in a good way) and you're distracted for a few moments but then you buy your beautiful plain white t-shirt and take it home and it still smells like the candles and it turns out that you CAN buy happiness or just Tofino Storm scented pleasantness that makes you forget for a moment how fucked up the world is.