Dreamt of Costco again. Shopping. A bag of soft wheat bread. I open the bag and take a slice to eat. Put the rest in the cart. I notice that there are new aisles with cold cases of fresh foods. Rows of fresh salads that are covered with huge leaves because you can't start shopping until 11am. People are lining up near the things they want. It's getting more and more crowded and competitive, I look down a spice aisle and decide I'm just not interested...in any of it. I take a tall cart stacked with Nestle Tolls House Morsels (those rich, dark and sweet treasures) and start manuevering my way out.
No comments:
Post a Comment