As a direct result to my earlier observations, I went to the market tonight. No better way to spend a lonely Saturday night when you’re fighting a cold than wandering through a nearly deserted market in a half-daze.
There are two things I loathe about daily Life in this modern age:
1. putting pillowcases on pillows, and
2. going to the market
And there was a point in the loading of my $150 worth of food and sundry items when I paused, actually stopped cold and stared into space thinking to myself, “Am I really going to eat all of this alone?” At which point I flashed on how all of what I saw before me would actually be stacked and rotated to fit within my stomach at the same time.