On Target

I have a confession to make. Even though it’s nice and quiet and because it’s such I should stay here, at my desk, writing, I really want to go to Target.

Photo by Charlie Deets via Unsplash

I haven’t been there, for a leisurely stroll through the makeup department or an unhurried oohing and aahing over the brightly colored baubles in the jewelry section or a relaxed caressing of the faux leather but still luxe looking desk chair in the Magnolia Collection since Jesus invented…