2.You walk in and feel your cheeks flush with excitement. You take off your coat so you don't get overheated, and then you know, it's time.
3.You didn't even need a book, but here you are anyway. You just needed an escape.
4.Your adrenaline starts pumping. What do you look at first? Books? Home decor? Stationery?
5.You start off with the home decor section. It's full of pillows and blankets and soft things. You need this. You feel so vulnerable.
6.Then you wander the aisles, touching ALL THE FABRICS and TEXTURES that you possibly can.
7.At this stage in your journey, it’s important that you differentiate “need” from “want.”
The word “want” does not exist in this store: You need everything.
8.Yes, you need that small metallic makeup bag with a french bulldog on it. Yes, you need that mug with your first initial on it AND hells yes, you need to spend $30 extra so you can get that insanely fuzzy blanket on a discount.
9.Now that you've eased in, it's time to hit up the books. Go run you fingers sensually across the spines of some fresh paperbacks.
10.Then spend 5 minutes pretending you’re looking for a chair when you know you’ll just end up on the carpet, leaning against a shelf, reading a book for an hour to "just see if I'll like it."
11.Hours pass and you lose track of time. You're fading but no, you can't be done. Not yet.
12.You refuel at Starbucks and dive back in.
13.And thats when it happens. You reach the stationery section. The heavens part and you hear the faint sound of angels singing. You've made it.
14.Your eyes gaze upon the wall of Moleskines and your heart flutters. And yeah, you don’t even journal, but you aspire to be the kind of person who journals.
15.Everything is in its place and tidy except for that random shelf thingy that has all the sale items.
16.This shelf is the equivalent of your junk drawer at home. It is just like your home, but if your home was not ugly and terrible and full of beautiful things.
17.Well, it was great while it lasted but all good things must come to an end. You finally head to the cash.
18.And that's when you see them. Those little plastic boxes full of random little objects you never knew existed.
19.You stand there in line, convincing yourself. "Yes, I need a tiny plastic solar-powered sunflower that has no purpose. Yes, I need a pen that is in the shape of a hippo."
20.You spend the rest of the time in line daydreaming about how glorious all this stuff is going to look in your Instagram pic.
21.And when you finally make it to the front, the cashier asks if you have a reward card and you then laugh in their face.
22."OF COURSE I DO, BRENDA!" you say, whipping out that beautiful purple plastic.
23.You stroll out of the store. It's dark. You wonder, "What day is it?" But it doesn’t matter. You finally feel like you’ve accomplished something for once in your goddamn life.