In the lot, Sonia wished she didn’t read those articles delivered to her mailbox daily, emails like, “10 ways to save money”, or “One magic thing you can’t live without in your kitchen”.  This morning’s article, “Five ways to lose weight”, recommended to park as far away as possible when shopping so she’d walk more, burning more calories.  She was at a big box store, the kind cosmopolitan, urban areas and their respective neighborhood associations rally against.

The parking lot went seemingly to the horizon– rows and rows of cars, so much that it could have doubled as an used car lot.  While she walked back to her car with her groceries she thought about all the email tips that she received and never followed up on, and the only fun she’d ever had in a parking lot was making out in the back of a pickup truck.


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