notebooks that are overdue

[sassydame]

She moved slowly down the isles. Picking up produce and letting it fall into the basket she trudged on. Wearily at the end of each isle she would look up ahead, counting her time till she could go to the cash register and leave. 3 more she would say and start down another isle. scanning the shelves with a hint of hurriness in her eyes but lead in her feet. it was the third monday of the month. it had been four weeks.
and she was none the better for it. just all the worse.

im going to go gorge on tacos