Marcel Winatschek

The Same Three Things

I buy the same three things every week. Wrigley’s from Rossmann, coffee from Lidl, fruit wherever they have decent ones. Nothing special about any of it. I just know what I’m getting—no debate, no thinking. I walk in, grab what I came for, done.

There’s something good about that repetition. Same gum, same coffee, same fruit. After a while it stops feeling like shopping and just becomes normal. The routine is the comfort.