We proceeded to Walmart after talking. Lindsay is the one who drove us all the way there, while I am busy sightseeing.
I can't believe I am acting like a tourist in the city where I grew up in. But since there are some places and things that have changed over the past five years, I can't help but act like one. I find it interesting to point out the changes and compare them with the past.
"Why are you buying so many groceries at once?" Lindsay asks when my shopping cart is almost full.
While pushing the cart, I take two boxes of cereal from the shelf and drop them inside. "I don't want to go out every week or two to buy groceries. These will all be good for a month."
She sighs heavily. "Are you planning to just lock yourself inside your house for a whole month?"
"No," I answer. "I can
