Walks through the RRP2 Mall, shopping for Christmas presents, browsing the shelves containing everything from Aardvark pets, bizarre contraptions, devices of egregiousness, and fine grapes.
Ponders what everybody would like best as I walk down the alphabetically-organized aisles.
Pulls out list of names for who I am planning on gifting presents this year.
Stops in the middle of the "Rhymes" section, and gazes out over the aisles which seem to go on for miles.
"So many options, such little time..."