I caught some paleo person judging my cart yesterday. Knox, mexican coke, dates, brie cheese, ice cream, bunch of discounted ripe bananas, maple syrup and some potatoes. I gave her a little wink when I saw her shaking her head with a cart full of bacon and looking like she was so mad. She dropped her spaghetti so fast and looked flustered as fug after that.
Time is passing so quickly. Right now, I feel like complaining to Einstein. Whether time is slow or fast depends on perception. Relativity theory is so romantic. And so sad.