Shopping

Today, it was a supermarket day! Trying to forget about my slow progressing writing and focus on my empty fridge I visited our nearby supermarket. Well, it was not that nearby, when I was walking back covered with bags...

Shopping in supermarkets is a game, just like visiting a museum or gallery. A game, whose title changes every time. Sometimes, it is called 'find me if you can', other times 'please, don't push each other', or 'choose the best', or even 'pretend you know'. This time's title was 'get as much as you can'.

Often, when I visit museums, I ignore the text. I pretend I do not see it; I do not read it, apart from some words that I think I need to read. Sometimes, though, not sure why, I get maniac and read and read and read; from the first to the last word, ignoring often the objects. I just jump from panel to panel and from label to label. I stretch, I lean forward, I lean left and I lean right, I come close and closer to the text, in order to consume it. Sometimes, I read it again. I go back and forth, make circles and triangles, bouncing like a squash ball against the text that surrounds me. I do not stop until I read absolutely everything, until I get as much as I can, so that I can learn as much as I can and forget as little as possible...

But, can I really eat as much I have collected in the trolley? Various types of cheese, yellow, blue and orange; yoghurt from Greece and Greek-style yoghurt; Bread in slices medium-cut; organic eggs, nutella and oregano; off-season pears, mandarines and bananas...Of course not. Some will be appreciated, but more will eventually end up in the bin. Got but left, read but forgotten.

However, the game was played and I won! Today, it was, indeed, a supermarket day!