stripmall dive

angie . (woodensticks@hotmail.com)
Thu, 30 Dec 1999 06:16:35 +0000 (GMT) 

alright, i just have one small question.  i really has nothing to do with 
anything, so if you're not in the mood-then, well do as you please.
it is about shopping malls, and the gut wrenching empty feeling that invades 
my stomach just about every time i set foot into one.  for one reason or 
another, the place that makes so many people all happy, has a tendency to 
make me a wee bit uneasy.  just today i had to go in, and upon entering, 
some women decided she most certainly could not wait for me to get through 
the door, and sent me flying off to the side.  then she lets the second set 
of doors slam in my face. then next thing you see is all the zombie walkers 
rushing about, so busy with whatever that they stare blankly ahead into the 
empty air.  i think seeing people like that is rather frightening.  by the 
time i got to the shoe store, i had to take a sit down on the bench. this of 
course only made the situation worse because i was located directly in front 
of an obnoxious clothing store with raunchy music pounding out into the 
hallway. i dont mean to insult this dance music, but it is just not my cup 
of tea, thats all.  i looked around for some kiddies, because children 
sometimes provide small answers without even knowing anybody is even peeping 
at them.  the ones i did find seemed like they didnt really want to be in 
the mall either. some were playing tag, while their mother yacked away to 
some old friend, while others stood idle infront of the gumball machine like 
it was telling them a secret. i wasnt too sure what to think of those kids. 
my favourite was the temper tantrum. some small boy flipped out over some 
video game. i didnt really understand the entire thing though, cause im not 
up on all these games and stuff. so after all this babble, i just wanted to 
see if others got that feeling inside the mall.
  ahh yes, and today i finished reading "j.d. salinger" by james lundquist.  
i knew that zen had quite the influence on his writing, but never before did 
i think to compare holden's life to the life (or quest, whatever you will 
call it) of buddha.  it was a very amusing book, i do have to say.
im also glad to hear that radiohead floats through other dirty rooms as 
well.
bye.
angie




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