It was the final day that my favourite store was open. Tomorrow its doors would close. Fortunately, it was a Thursday, so the store was open late at night. I got a chance to watch everything that had no chance of being bought get stored away, as if I were a major part of this store, it's legacy even. In a way, it was uncomfortable looking through this shop that I had gone to almost daily look so empty and lifeless. Not many other people had the emotional attachment to it that I had.
It had a deep inner connection to me, and it broke my heart slowly watching as it was all pulled away from me. This shop had given me everything, not only had it fed me and kept me alive it had given me what I needed to feel beautiful and powerful. Nobody else here thinks that I can promise you. Sure, I could go to the one that's closer, but it just wouldn't be the same. It didn't have that feel to it that I used to get from here. But that feeling was clearly fading away as I filled my shopping trolley with the items that were left.