I go to Safeway to buy Soap Opera weekly Most of the time the stall is empty.I start panicing thinking the world is unstable. And I can never find anything twice. Then I obsess about it at 5 AM, and start looking for it in various drugstores around town.
Then the information starts to pile up what neighbourhoods read it and what kind of stores carry it,making me divide the city into 'Soap opera watching'quarters and 'non soap opera wwtching sections'

i also start to stack up as much as i can,puwhing them into whelves,hiding them, as if someone could com and displace them...

the value of each issue goes up.

i plan, get antsy, worry, cherish, value... all emotions that have no place being directed at a cheap tabloid magazine...