A trip to the grocery store,

a place where people wander,
wander a million miles removed,
from the source of their appetites content.
Separated by the various stages
of food production and packaging.
Some wander aimlessly
not so sure what they are searching for
Others prepared hours, maybe days prior to their trip.

Perhaps life is similar to a trip to the, grocery market.
Sans the dreaded easy listening music.
You may go completely unprepared
and meander through the isles of product.
Or you can make a list, and never veer.
There is no right or wrong approach,
to the process that is modern existence.