The Groceries Are Taking Over

I find that on nights after I get back from working at the grocery store, my thoughts are completely dominated by the job routine. As I lie in bed before falling asleep, all of my dreamy musings, no matter what they are ostensibly about, seem to incorporate the belt that brings products to my scanner. I often imagine talking with my friends only to find that I'm having the conversation from behind my cash register. Cans and boxes float ceaselessly through my mind (but fortunately not pig feet). And I'm only working about sixteen hours a week right now. I think I need to get some help.