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Jesus, Target, and Amy

I never thought I'd read an eloguent and insightful post about going to Target. I was wrong.

Target sees a lot of me these days. It's just down the road a mile or so.

It's a Super Target. It's big and clean and bright and very Targety. You know. Crisp and uncluttered, bright red flashing in your peripheral vision in that Targety way.

There was a time, not too long ago, in which a last-minute request or a late discovery of a missing staple would send me right over the edge. But now it's, "You need a compass? I'll just go to Target." "Oh look, we're out of milk. I guess I need to go to Target." "Oh that's right, Joseph needs a t-shirt for Dino Days. Target." And of course, the one we all know and love, "Poster board? No problem. I'll just run to Target"...
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