There's a small grocery store around the corner from my house, close enough that I once debated walking over with just a coat thrown over my pajamas when I realized I didn't have milk for a bowl of cereal in the morning. (I didn't, because anxiety over adhering to social norms is maybe the only thing that can trump my laziness. Also, let's be real here: it was early afternoon.) Today, my groceries consisted of the following:
