I know I have mentioned before that Target is my “happy place.” I have been there twice each day this week. I can buy just about everything I need at Target.
I was riding the elevator the other day with a woman and we were discussing an ongoing construction project at our Target. We were trying to guess what wonderful treat was in store for us. I mentioned to her that Target was my happy place. She responded…”You too! It is my happy place!” I felt that I had found a kindred spirit. She went on to say that she was from out-of-town and was in Chicago temporarily while her dad was in a coma. Every day, after she drops her daughter at school, she stops at Target on the way to the hospital to spend the day with her dad. It made all of my problems seem so insignificant.
Never underestimate the power of Target...
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