I’m pushing a sanitized shopping cart through Target, zigzagged down the obstacle course of customers, when I see it. The holy beacon of summerly excitement: the back-to-school section.
It’s beautiful. My impulses want to grab fists-full of discounted erasers and glue bottles. But I don’t move. I watch siblings wearing masks compare pencil cases and their designs.
I watch possible teachers calculating how many binders can fit inside their cart. This section isn’t meant for me this year.
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