Pardon me for a moment, yes I know, you are busy, but I’ll try to keep it short for I know what a strain it is on the time of the individual to find the time to do almost anything. Which brings me to that which I was to ramble about, time to do things. Just yesterday I went to The mall, I call this one The mall because it is starting to eclipse all others in the area in importance. Not because of the great prices, but because of the casino nearly attached to The Mall. Nearly attached because there is about a twenty foot gap between the buildings, which would allow the rain to wet gamblers as the exited to go into the mall ( there is a covered walkway to the casino’s multi level garage, but that’s not part of The mall). Now I am not much of a mall denizen, usually going just to attack, acquire, and escape in the least amount of time, but it was early. So after walking the great loop of stores yet to open, wandered out to the casino ( wasn’t raining so it was a dry walk). Flashing lights, ringing bells, and rows and rows of machines of various sorts assaulted the senses. As I was walking amidst the flashing and ringing, I noticed two things. Most of the people there ( it runs 24/7 now) look to be the very people that could least afford to be fleeced from their money. The second was the lack of orientation. Now I’m sure that great care and massive money was used in the design, but it seems to be to rid the player of their sense of surroundings. Most places I go into have easy to see exits, but although there were plenty of them you could easily walk right by without noticing. Moth-like drawn to the next set of flashing lights (golly gee, these lights are green, red and blue, while the others were just red and yellow). There also are no clocks. Luckily there are high end food eateries within the casino complex and The mall food court just out those doors ( or are those a different set of doors?) with cheaper expensive food. The mall has more jewelry stores than I remember. I was sitting calmly on one of the few benches in The mall just watching the thin crowd mill about mostly window shopping. I often get quick glances as they go by, I figure it is the stillness compared to the action around me. I am a rock in a small river of people. I remember the past and enjoyed a calmer existence. Before the malls were stores along the road. A hardware store ( translate that to Home Improvement now), a grocery store that sold (gasp) only food items, A liquor store next to the dairy store next to a pharmacy, and a clothes store or two; these were distinct places. These were local places and as a kid I could walk to all of them in 10 or 15 minutes. Choices were fewer, but fewer things were made.
Oh, I was going to make this quick,
Then let me quote “Slow down, you’re moving too fast now” Sifarkle
OBTW I totally understand if you don’t have time to read and respond,
why I barely had time to write it.