I had a vision.
It was there, in the four-channel common feeder line at Whole Foods, in front of the helvetica-fonted wall of benign-looking homeopathic cold remedies, meditation rocks, and gluten free weight loss lozenges, that I saw myself. Or was it just a reflection? A hallucination? I don’t know. But I will say that I did not like what I saw in that reflection/hallucination.
Because what I saw was awful.