Lost in the Supermarket

I haven’t had much time to think lately. The most time I have had recently was today, when I was in Whole Foods (which was a temporary hiatus from my double-digit-paged essay). A fastidious woman, who was just a high heel under 5 foot, stood in front of the waffle freezer (my destination) and took over 2 minutes to find the organic waffles she wanted. I stood behind her rather patiently for a bit over two full minutes; I know this because I started to count after it seemed as if a minute had elapsed. This was undoubtedly amusing, and the wait, shockingly, never bothered me. I doubt she noticed me – she seemed rather lost in the perfectly stacked boxes of frozen breakfast foods, which she made sure to casually disorganize after reading the fine print on every box. This brief time (which felt much longer, since I was inertly standing…and waiting) was strangely calming, though; it was very, very refreshing. This week of final projects has really made my head spin, and it will continue to until the 20th. So thank you, Miss short, nutrition-fact-checking lady. And god bless you for obliviously knocking over a sign and deciding that none of the waffles were for you.