Target can usually provide me some feel good vibes. Instant gratification. Something I don't need, but makes me happy for just a few minutes.
Not on a Monday morning.
A new mom in the shoe aisle, trying on some high heels while tiny baby is balanced precariously on top of the cart.
A tired mom with two curious toddlers. She's desperately trying to finish her shopping here, and then head to the grocery store. "But mom, I think I'm hungry!" ... "But mom, I'm hungary now!"
The baby aisle, with its rows of teeny shirts, mini hats, baby monitors ...it lures me in, as if singing a sweet song. I wander down the row of carseats, making mental notes of which ones I will dismiss and which I'll choose.
Ahh ... The magazine section.....articles I don't need, but am drawn to.
I finish gathering my paper towels, spray starch, red toothpaste with the sparkles that J likes. I head home to plant pansies that I picked up earlier in the morning and distract myself from the lust that is consuming me.
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