Shopping

I wore my new shoes to the store. They fit but they hurt. I love how the laces come undone and trip me. I love the chicken salad sandwich I get at the deli. I love the notebook I write my list of groceries in. Waiting in line to check out. The thing about lines is, no matter how long they are, you can’t die. Or you will lose your turn. Dinging and beeping sounds. We pretend it’s ok. I hope the store doesn’t lock me inside of it. Maybe I should have bought the cream cheese… It was on sale. Nothing will ever be ok again. I almost tripped. I dropped my grocery list. Nothing will ever be ok again.