Scanning the aisles. It's 11:43pm and I am standing in the middle of the local grocery story trying to decide what I should buy. Do I need anything? Not particularly.

My thought process...
"what should I buy?"

• ...my legs are kind of ehhh right now, razor blades would be good
• who are you trying to impress?
• hmm, good point.
• nectarines?
• yeah, those are pretty good
• should you really be eating?
• good point. I was 136 again on the scale- but that was WITH clothes and a cell phone...and sunglasses.
• my nose has been burning, maybe face lotion? with an spf?
• LOOFAH! I love those. They kind of tickle.
• do you WANT to be washing your body in bacteria?
• ...they do tickle though
• ohh shampoo...the pomegranate scented one looks good AND smells good
• do I need mascara?
• BURRITO!
• is there a difference between organic and non-organic burritos?
  
• POPS! the pita chips!
• AND frosted covered mini wheats MMmmmMmmMm

Walking up to the register, I scanned the wall of sweets, went to grab a bag of peanut m&ms but at the last minute hit my hand with my other hand and said NO! The man asked me how my finds were, and I said..."fine".

I rubbed my eyes, looked at what I was wanting to buy, and then tried to enter my mother's phone number into the little machine so that I could receive my "rewards". The number was difficult to input. I felt like I was high. Everything seemed so interesting around me. The clerk guy said something and I looked at him. He reminded me of a guy from Family Guy. I remembered I was supposed to be putting in the number. It was like I put in a digit or two, cleared one, then put in another.

Finally my time at the check out was done. I grabbed my bags and walked to my car where I caught the remaining minutes of Love Line and willed my legs to push pedals and get me home.

At Vons I bought: 5 nectarines, a pack of razors, a loofah, frosted covered mini wheats, POPs!, 2 Burritos and Pomegranate Burts Bee Chapstick.