A Secure Place

You know the feeling of coming from the store ..where you went for the sole purpose of buying stamps..and you can not find the stamps..the nearly frantic searching A man rolled up a cart..similiar to a luggage cart at the airport.. transporting three white gargage bags..he lifted each bag..opened each bag..his hand crawled through the far depths of the bags ..appearing in need to find something to give him peace.. It made me think that if a person does not have a secure place to rest their things daily.. They always always feel like a person feels when they are looking for stamps