I’m almost 30 and still haven’t learned how to behave in a grocery store.

The moment I step inside, I turn into a toddler on a mission — grabbing every shiny, new product from the endcaps like it’s my job. Am I proud? Not really. Will I stop? Also no.

There’s just something so oddly thrilling about filling a cart with a mix of cozy staples and fun surprises. I know I’m in the minority, but grocery shopping genuinely feels like self-care to me — especially when the aisles are calm, the playlist is vibing, and I have time to browse without rushing.

(Now if only I could remember to bring my reusable bags…)

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