Amnesia of a Dreamer

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The supermarket was an interesting sight to behold, though not many people would stop and observe a supermarket it still had its unique charm. From the outside it appeared like an average supermarket you might see while driving, but once you stepped inside it was like the walls collapsed and you entered a new world. With a minimum of thirty isles, it was jam packed with anything you could possibly want. From vegetables to hygiene, equipment for mechanics to video games, and toothpicks to wooden planks, it was easily to find yourself lost more than once within the store. Gavin found himself lost at a minimum of five times during his trek to find what he needed, passing lane after lane filled to the brim with overpriced objects. Even thought this was the store he usually shopped from, the people who managed the place decided to play hide and seek with their customers, moving the vegetables over to the far right wall and replacing the empty space with grains. Something very inconvenient if a person was rushed. Gavin shook his head and looked down at his basket. He had two gallons of milk, a few spices to cook with, toothpaste, and a box of sleeping injections for the nights that needed them. Nothing came in simple pills anymore, the boom of technology insisted that injections to the blood stream with a variety of ‘natural’ chemicals could fix any sort of ailment. Faster relief, faster the time between feeling like a druggy to being in great shape. “That’s it.” He said and turned around form the direction he was heading, and towards the front self checkout counters. With each step on the fake wooden floor, which actually did a surprisingly amount of justice for real wood, Gavin rounded a corner and narrowly missed hitting someone s... ... middle of paper ... ...f we connected with each other soon? I would like to catch up some more.” He said hesitantly and waited for a response. Callie stood up, being almost as tall as him, and looked into his eyes with a slight playfulness. “Don’t sell yourself out. You sounded like I would scold you for asking something like that. Yes, I would love to catch up some more. Maybe the day after tomorrow?” she asked. “Sure. I live right next to the memorial park so maybe by the south-west entrance?” “Alright then.” She said and waved him off, watching him turn and walk towards the highway and turn left. Who would of thought that someone you ran over with your bike could be someone as important to your history as yourself. Hope and happiness started to surge and swell within Gavin’s spirit. A smile suddenly broke out on his face while walking up the stairs and towards his apartment’s door.

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