Sign of a very narrow life
Safeway has been rearranging its aisles lately, for no particular advantage. The new arrangement is not more logical than the old, it's just different. The work of moving stuff and building new shelves is done by Corporate-looking strangers who seem peculiarly out of place in the store.
Now I'm having terrifying dreams about living in a giant store where all the aisles are rearranged in unexpected ways; and Corporate-looking strangers are using Excel spreadsheets to explain how I can rearrange my life.
Probably a sign of insufficient variety and stimulus in my life. Not going to rearrange things, though. Like an old cat, I'm content with a small and unchanging landscape.