As I walked into the market I immediately became overwhelmed. People all around me were pushing and shoving just because they could. Back home we always took the time to say hello or lend a hand if needed. Young mothers were strapping their little ones into the top parts of the carts while they kicked and fought. It took me what felt like forever just to find the kind of cereal I know and love. I know I am going to have to get used to this chaotic experience if I choose to stay in America.
