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i didn't need anything, but typically i find something worthwhile. maybe i wasn't in the mood for browsing. or maybe my space has taken such shape that there are fewer choices: at some point stuff just becomes stuff. there were others along for the trip, and so it became more social outing and less treasure seeking. jenn and trey and laura and jaime lingered over enormous straw thermoses, inspecting spouts for teeth marks and joking about sanitization challenges. so much of the store's stock was junk: a huge room full of abandoned board games, thousands of unrecognizable cd spines, and vinyl no one would buy to even burn. i briefly considered a plaid briefcase, but eight dollars seemed steep when i wasn't sure i would use it. jenn walked out with a book and four seed packets; jaime got a mixed-print infinity scarf and a shirt she didn't try on; trey bought two records—one classical, one country—and a tie featuring a wolf howling at a psychedelic sky. laura wanted this vertical cart to make her niece a play pantry, but when the volunteer priced the piece at forty bucks, she said forget it.
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